Testo To Hell With Pop

Some want it soft Some want it hard Some like it slow Some like it fast as the shark Few hate it every single way You really need no room to play You make it so damn hard to stay Run away, run away! Ooh, you better run away Run away, run away! Run before it's too late The truth is right behind you Closing in... on you! So run away! You ain't nobody's nightmare You weren't born in flames You ain't no Devil's daughter You don't know the pain There's no 7-headed demons No lakes of blood that drown But on the day your black sun rises It's you who's going down To hell with the pop You wipe the smile right off your face That lifts you high above the whole human race You think your fashion suits you fine You're mind ain?t worth of a single dime You will be thrown down for your crimes Run away, run away! Ooh, you better run away Run away, run away! Run before it's too late The truth is right behind you Closing in... on you! So run away! You ain't nobody's nightmare You weren't born in flames You ain't no Devil's daughter You don't know the pain There's no 7-headed demons No lakes of blood that drown But on the day your black sun rises It's you who's going down To hell with the pop