Distilla Traunt

Artists : Distillers, The : Distilla Traunt

I dont know why ya come here.
I dont know what you want from me.
Everybody said you use me.

Oh why did you take that?
Oh why did you make me?
I'm the one whos suffering, for you.

Yeah, what do you think?
I bet you would die for your country.
Sit here and blood.

Oh she fell, I hate you.
why?