Bender In Hell Songtext

8 Inch Betsy

von This Time, Last Time, Every Time

Bender In Hell Songtext
I wait on a bender in hell,
rest my head on the bar and graduate to no ice.
I still see your eyes so kind and pure,
but your insides are bitter and uncouth.

It's easy to picture your demise,
and it's better if I'm planning out my revenge.
I've got nothing better to do here with my time,
than wait here on a bender in hell.
It's time to try to stand on my feet,
slowly stumble on home and throw out the telephone.
I'm wrecked on a bender in hell,
rest my head on the floor and graduate to no glass.

It's easy to picture your demise,
and it's better if I'm planning out my revenge.
I've got nothing better to do here with my time,
than wait here on a bender in hell.

I wait on a bender in hell,
rest my head on the bar and graduate to no ice.
I'm wrecked on a bender in hell,
rest my head on the floor and graduate to no glass.

It's easy to picture your demise,
and it's better if I'm planning out my revenge.
I've got nothing better to do here with my time,
than wait here on a bender in hell.
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