Killing creatures out of spine Wallowing in pesticide Needle goes through a bug Insect blood on my rug
Attaching impulses and affections Into this trophy-like collection Of soulless, spineless little beings That once crawled on my ceiling
Killing creatures out of spite Wallowing in pesticide Needle goes through a bug Insect blood on my rug
I tear off your alluring wings Impale while you're still living Now in the jar my pretty one Your suffering is my fun
Needle goes through a bug (x7) Your suffering is my funTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.