I saw it goin down, Oh yeah, I felt your beamin me right in. You know I hear you through the ether, I feel you whisper in the wind. Swinging those knives like a gypsy, I catch one to the throat, It hurts and it burns, but I dont let it show, This disaster needs a master plan, and I got one coming now, eyyy.
I'll make a scene, Like Miss Monroe, Steam my panties from below I'll return just like the King swingin til the bell goes ding. My mamma said that I should knock you out! I'm Quakin get ready, oh yay, Quakin get ready oh yeah!
Throw back to the days before that, Stone cold walking out the door and My heart fallin on the floor, we were in love. There was a moment there where I gave up but my judgments comin now. Ey oh ayy! I was layin in the coldest place, singing out to the lord, let my heart erase this, Im waking up the dead, you know how I dont fuck around.
I'll make a scene, Like Miss Monroe, Steam my panties from below I'll return just like the King swingin til the bell goes ding. My mamma said that I should knock you out! I'm Quakin get ready, oh yay, Quakin get ready oh yeah! I was layin in the coldest place, with a hole in my heart but my sole escaped, contemplating prayin at the lord but he’s busy walkin out the door
I was layin in the coldest place, with a hole in my heart but my sole escaped, contemplating prayin at the lord but he’s busy walkin out the door (Repeat)
I'll make a scene, Like Miss Monroe, Steam my panties from below I'll return just like the King swingin til the bell goes ding. My mamma said that I should knock you out! I'm Quakin get ready, oh yay, Quakin get ready oh yeah! I was layin in the coldest place, with a hole in my heart but my sole escaped, contemplating prayin at the lord but he’s busy walkin out the door
I'll make a scene, Like Miss Monroe, Steam my panties from below I'll return just like the King swingin til the bell goes ding. My mamma said that I should knock you out! I'm Quakin get ready, oh yay, Quakin get ready oh yeah! I was layin in the coldest place, with a hole in my heart but my sole escaped, contemplating prayin at the lord but he’s busy walkin out the doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
