Текст песни Sacha Sacket - The Trickster

Father's a man like any man
He's knitting his yarn till it's gone
Like a schoolgirl in a playground,
Bakes her mud pies, fills teacups with lies
Son is a man like any man
Don't matter who he takes to bed
Didn't fly his mistress to Iran
So the genes must be working for him

But I am the tempest
I am Achilles' heel
I am the trickster
That derives this old hero down into a zero

A ghost of a man can haunt any man
Snatch and your Don Juan will scream
It's like wine brought to furious conclusion
When the glass had more time to breathe

But I am the tempest
I am Achilles' heel
I am the trickster
That derives this old hero down into a zero

Gonna be a poster man as fast as he can
As fast as he can convince me
But I'm a grain of sand
There's nowhere to land
So lay off the hypocrisy
I just wanna inhale your Last Dying Breath
But sometimes I'm scared that your already dead
I know I can find your green eyes
Your green eyes in me

And I am the tempest
I am Achilles' heel
I am the trickster
That derives this old hero down into a zero


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