This is gory, this is tragic This is just another story for the young lovers
On a slab down in the basement, in the laboratory There's a new subject under the cover
I recall the mindless days before the transformation Before the amputation of My heart and frontal lobe The probe that reached inside my nose and crawled up the walls And ripped out my soul
Love made a monster out of me Love made a monster out of me
Ignite the lightning, mix the mixers Fill the flasks with the essential elements of life A dash of jealousy insecurity infatuation my love Now give me the knife
Love made a monster out of me Love made a monster out of
These are not my eyes What's beneath my skin? This is not my mind Who let the monster in?
This is gory, this is tragic This is just another story for the young loversTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
