Johnnie Walker
Every day I hear the bell, my tummy aches again
Five minutes ago they loved me, now I don't have friends
I try to block the terror from my head as I turn the key
I wish I was dead because he's been waiting for me
He tells me to take my pants off with his scotch-stained breath
Bends me over the kitchen table, I'm begging God for death
He wants all of me red, so he likes to make them watch
A cruel smile adorns his face
'Cause my tears taste just like
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
His true religion's pain, but he hides behind a book
I love my rabbit so much, so he had it cooked
No reason to argue, there's no reason at all
And I am just a boy hiding in a bathroom stall
He tells me to take my pants off, and I do as I'm told
He grabs me by my diamonds, a ring of steel, so cold
In a cage to keep me small, eyes piercing my crotch
I'm violated by my shame, he sits back and sips his
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Would I rather have this conversation
Downstairs in the basement
No, I know the darkness in the box being buried alive
And it feel just like a coffin, hope he doesn't plug it in
Claustrophobic 'cause it's locked, freeze until I die
He's gonna kill me this time
Five minutes ago they loved me, now I don't have friends
I try to block the terror from my head as I turn the key
I wish I was dead because he's been waiting for me
He tells me to take my pants off with his scotch-stained breath
Bends me over the kitchen table, I'm begging God for death
He wants all of me red, so he likes to make them watch
A cruel smile adorns his face
'Cause my tears taste just like
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
His true religion's pain, but he hides behind a book
I love my rabbit so much, so he had it cooked
No reason to argue, there's no reason at all
And I am just a boy hiding in a bathroom stall
He tells me to take my pants off, and I do as I'm told
He grabs me by my diamonds, a ring of steel, so cold
In a cage to keep me small, eyes piercing my crotch
I'm violated by my shame, he sits back and sips his
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Johnnie Walker Scotch, Johnnie Walker Scotch
Would I rather have this conversation
Downstairs in the basement
No, I know the darkness in the box being buried alive
And it feel just like a coffin, hope he doesn't plug it in
Claustrophobic 'cause it's locked, freeze until I die
He's gonna kill me this time
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Writer(s): Lennart Klingsbigl
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