The Bled - You Should Be Ashamed of Myself

The Bled You Should Be Ashamed of Myself Silent Treatment lyrics: welcome to the end of the night where everyone reeks of stale smoke dirty jokes. stop me if you’ve heard this one the ransoms over where’s my cut? skewered on an open flame I bought you off the spit pose for me. paws and knees trace around the switchblade gash we’re all born fresh. but now we rot. I’m the bastard kid of a dead-beat town you’re just what I need to bring me down I’ve got enough strength for one more round does that