Torture - Rival Sons
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Torture Lyrics
Here comes another one
Limping over the hill
Say's the lion with the respect to eat the body of his kill
But you just take the heart and you do it for the thrillOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's tortureOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torturePoison for the belly
Sugar in the gas tank of my brain
And you give me no excuses because I don't make you explain
I'm a bitch for your abuse and a glutton for the painOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's tortureOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's tortureAnd here comes another one
Limping over the hill
Say's the lion with the respect to eat the body of his kill
But you just take the heart and you do it for the thrill, yeahIt's tortureOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's tortureOoh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
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