She's underage She goes to shows She throw her briefs Like all the other girls do
But when she's safe at home Where no-one can see her She light her incense on And prays to the prisma god
Crystals and magic stones Pentagrams and unicorns Zeta reticuli, affliction buried deep within
Potions like amphetamine Nightly visits from her dad Converted into new age cults Hail to the prisma age!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.