I know that I'm a monster A repulsive, hideous freak I should be able to control my urges Too bad I'm so fucking weak It's just that every time I see them Me heart races, my blood boils I raise a cup filled with vomit Here's to my sweet, dead toys
Call me gravemaker Putrid soultaker Call me gravemaker Grim undertaker, all right!
Oh look, a fresh delivery My morbid delicacies I reach out for a curious touch Might even steal a little kiss The angels of mercy look upon me With their concrete stare They know very well that these dead bodies Ain't going anywhere
Call me gravemaker Putrid soultaker Call me gravemaker Grim undertaker, all right!
Put more wood into the fire You know that the time is right Why the fuck should we want to be human When we can be children of the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
