Seventeen Lyrics - Singles - Forward Russia

Lecher, apologize, be sorry 

Apologize for you wouldn't want to be a lecher 

Slow is the night 

That wipes the tears from your eyes 

Lecher, apologize, be sorry 

Jurassic Park your husk in the burning 

Bed of mess you laid 

Bleeding conscience knows 

Lecher, apologize, be sorry 

Apologize for you wouldn't want to be a lecher 

Lecher, apologize, be sorry 

Apologize for you wouldn't want to be a lecher 

Bleeding conscience left you slow 

Lie to the tracker, lie to the tracker 

Lie to the tracker, let him know 

That your heart's on fire 

Your eyeball's inflamed 

And your arm's incinerated 

Lie to the tracker, lie to the tracker 

Lie to the tracker, let him know 

That your mouth's excited 

Your body's entwined 

And your tongue's incarcerated 

Lie to the tracker, lie to the tracker 

Lie to the tracker, let him know 

That your heart's on fire 

Your body's entwined 

And your arm's incinerated 

Lie to the tracker, lie to the tracker 

Lie to the tracker, let him know 

I sit astride your rough-fed cigarette burns 

Wondering just what you looked like so long ago 

I sit astride your rough-fed cigarette burns 

Begging with you, pleading you to know 

Lecher, apologize, be sorry 

Apologize for you wouldn't want to be a lecher 

Lecher, do not deny your body 

The right to choose its form and corneal function 

Bleeding closer helped you know