Good Boys Go To Heaven Lyrics & Chords By Decadence

If a dream shall enter the door would I turn into a fallen leaf? If I could be a fallen leaf, then would you crush me down and kiss my wounds and reveal the emptiness… And bring me back again through that war field where blossom the most beautiful cherries? Would you share with me the highness stamped upon your jacket, upon your helmet, in your palm, through my tired eyes? Again to golden beaches and extraordinary gardens… I think there is no way you can understand what I feel, since you can’t belive in light if your senses have never been drowned in total darkness. Whatever you see is nothing you could really share with me… Whatever you hear, you smell, you touch seems like poisonous and pager sperm upon your face and your hair. Did you know there is a salvation called a gun? Did you know there is a salvation called a gun? You can very easily belive in it… Come on, let’s see… Close your eyes, grab with your fragile fingers my sight and recollect… Personal trainers, K.Bjorn, Belame and Manplay, Cadinot, a french kiss and the bolero standing side by side, lip by lip, breath by breath, skin on swing along your lonely journey walking naked in a highway… You are my spellbound commando and this is exactly what you deserve. You, my spellbound commando, don’t you have the courage to stand up like a man or whatever you are fond of calling yourself, a stuf, a mistress, daisy, beautiful, horny, anima… Don’t you have the courage to stand up like a man, face the mirror wich reflects only your hatred, bitterness and isolation and do that movement you claim you know best? Open your mouth and gentil force down the coldest steel you’ll ever taste… Warm it up, slowly in the beginning, spit it, oh yes that’s right, spit it, lick it now… Slowly… Yes… Do you like it? Do you like playing with it? Do you feel the power? Are you now on the top of your world? Of this world? Come on… Spit it… Pull the trigger… Yes… Maybe it will explode! You will see! Pull the trigger, be a man, be my brother, be my hero, be a man, pull the trigger now… Ohh yes, that’s it ohhh yes, good boy… Good boy… Good boys go to heaven.