Joe was a man from the country With a lotf of apples on his trees Never wanted to be a bad guy Now that´s all he can be
Since his wife and his kids died He lives an awful lonely life And there is just one single thing That keeps him satisfied
Nekrophilian Love The demon inside Makes him feel alive
He nourishes from their souls That´s how he fills his holes Holes of sadness and grief Has lost all of his beliefs
Joe used to be an optimist Never ever made use of his fists But now there is no way out He is a monster, there is no doubt
Hey Sugar, I want you so I want you so bad You blood looks like your cherry lips But they´ll soon turn into blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
