Album: Manifesto

Cry, Cry, Cry

(Ferry) Are you ready for bad blood?
I´ve got my share
I´m sick of them sweet sweet nothings
Oh! In my ear
Ain´t funny I´m the honey
All your money just can´t buy
So baby you can cry cry cry
Now the last laugh is mine
You ready for hot stuff?
Be prepared
I´m sick of your cheap cheap hustle
Oh! Don´t cha dare
Let us pray the lord have mercy
On your mercenary mind
´Cause even if you cry cry cry
Your heart out
I won´t be kind
Are you ready for good times?
Hard to bear!
You´re steppin´ on holy ground
Hold it there!
I´m fading out your hologram -
A phoney toothpaste smile
Remember when you cry cry cry
Your heart out
I did mine