Nose full of glass and a little of blood it's true
Nose full of blood and a little of glass in you
I wanna pay with the gray matter that I still have
I am a knife I cut your curtains and grab you with my tentacles I'll be your wife when you'll be hurting just remember who was here first
Can you say no to the man with the snow can you
And will you know when your high turns to low will you
Move to the beat cause you are only meat and we feel so great but you're starting to hate, me too
I am a knife I cut your curtains and grab you with my tentacles I'll be your wife when you'll be hurting just remember who was here first
I am a slave behind the counter I watch the people in the hall Behind the counter I wanna fuck all the classy ladies at the mall
Nose full of glass and a little of blood Nose full of blood and a little of glass
This is my boat and I have to row it I'm not a prophet I'm just a street poet All of my friends, they tell me to ditch her But I'm not a priest I'm just a hip teacherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
