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Teksty: Ozzy Osbourne. Scream. Soul Sucker.

Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker

Your cold words deafen
And silence long forgotten
The logic never reclaimed

The anger rises
Sometimes there's no surrender
No white flag flies
You won't like me when I'm angry

Stop talking to me
Just like I don't even bleed
This cross is heavy
When you're my soul sucker

Get out of my face
The past is running in place
The slivers cut me
As you suck the soul right out of me

Soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker

You bite down deeper
Your tongue can cut my heart out
You've passed the point of return

The storm lightens
Get ready for the whiplash
Don't think, don't speak, don't
My patience turns to violence

Stop talking to me
Just like I don't even bleed
This cross is heavy
When you're my soul sucker

Get out of my face
The past is running in place
The slivers cut me
As you suck the soul right out of me

Soul sucker

I'm just a solitary man who wants to live
A quiet life before when I cease to exist
I don't need resistance for the things I can't control
Just turn away and let it go, yeah

Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker

Stop talking to me
Just like I don't even bleed
This cross is heavy
When you're my soul sucker

Get out of my face
The past is running in place
The slivers cut me
As you suck the soul right out of me

Soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker
Soul, soul sucker