A helping hand from an ignorant father, results in your misery Born and race with saying grace, oh please god help thee!!! Your private parts are missing skin, how sacred you are
Seeing in believing, unfortunately my friend, your digging your own grave No matter how, no matter what, at the end all just puppets in this lifelong circus Blindfolded eyes, with heavenly disguise
Iiiaaahhhhhh
You backstabbing son of a bitch, how can you live with who you are? Dedicate your life to the greatest lie of all? Judging men for thinking different!!!
Casting your shadow over human landscape Catching every moment for a chance to destroy Oooohhhhh it's not meant to be To fold your hands and get down on your knees
Ooohhh help me father 'cause I have sin I think we better cut of some more of my skinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
