You wanna kill the sun and blot out the stars I know you you're nothing you're so small You're fuckin' nothing at all Laughing into the fire it reminds of you The slit wrists of the sky bleeding into the blue We twist beneath forever, but do you know what they've done? Ants in the after birth, we're slugs under the sun I could not wake the dead man dreaming Acid party murder at the late show Mutate me and breed yourselves a savior I could not kill the dead man screaming Eat my dead cock I have fallen deep in love with the sky Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife The leaves will fall as everything must follow Kill your idol come on jump into the void Eat my cold shit Everybody whispers were birds fall dead I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head Wiping flecks of foam twisting with rabies Bloody we run thru these fields of dead daisies How can I ever make you know what you've done Ants in the afterbirth, slugs under the sun I have fallen deep in love with sky Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
