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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Warhorse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur Bergh
Composer
Ashley Holt
Composer
Frank Wilson
Composer
Malcolm Poole
Composer
Nick Simper
Composer
Lyrics
You drink my blood, I'll steal your bread
Living as vultures, we take from the dead and bite it all
How sick the joke is, leads me to nothing
Don't care for losing, I'll follow all my yearnings without you
I'll kick you aside if you cross my path
I don't waste my tears on any man alive and that means you
When you got up, I'll kick you down
When I've got money, I'll throw it around on you
Dreams without meaning, oh I know I'll say it without you
I'm like a vulture, living off your death blood
My life's a sham, my death will mean nothing to argue
I'll tell you something you don't know, lady
You feed my bones, your dead father taken and made off
Push you down, I've got money, I'll throw it around on you
I live my life on vulture and my prey
I've got values but I can't live my way, oh
Dreams without meaning, my soul decaying
I don't like thinking, I'll never stop praying without you
I'm like a vulture, living off your death blood
My life's a sham, my death will mean nothing to argue
I've got a brand new weakness, oh without you, I'll say
I got up, I'll kick you down
I've got money, I'll throw it around on you
Oh on you, on you
I'll throw it around on you
I'll throw it around on you
Oh yeah, I'll throw it around on you
No matter what I do
Oh yeah, I'll throw it around, not on my wall
Oh what I'll do, what I'll do
Written by: Arthur Bergh, Ashley Holt, Frank Wilson, Malcolm Poole, Nick Simper