Kiss slit throaths, mute limbs grope the wicks of an eye, a hangman´s rope drug-white night, a supper of knives spittle in hair, claw the air I´ll bring the devil and you read the details
An innocent kiss turns to lust I´ve got genocidal crush when it all gets too much I feel genocidal crush when we touch touch touch touch I´ve got genocidal crush when the blood starts to rush I´ve got genocidal crush
Gaggle of wounds, lunatic swoon a moments ache, cancerous shake burning lust, filling the cup beating back tears, tearing up our visions come to life, the world deserves to die
An innocent kiss turns to lust I´ve got genocidal crush when it all gets too much I feel genocidal crush when we touch touch touch touch I´ve got genocidal crush when the blood starts to rush I´ve got genocidal crush
Out of the sighs, come sweet ills tonight
Out of the sighs, come sweet ills tonight
Out of the sighs, come sweet ills tonight
An innocent kiss turns to lust I´ve got genocidal crush when it all gets too much I feel genocidal crush when we touch touch touch touch I´ve got genocidal crush when the blood starts to rush I´ve got genocidal crushTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
