Put your faith in a sanctified healer Someone who would know what to do Didn't know it was a real death dealer Playing God with the truth I got my eyes on you Death dealer with the ultimate truth Pump her full of bad bad medicine Body calls a truce
Sometimes I've seen this happen Said the doctor to the girl Such a shame such a nice nice person Has to leave this world
Well I've got my eyes on you Death dealer with the ultimate truth You pump her full of bad bad medicine Surrender call a truce
And then the rains came falling hard Roses dying on the vine and Roots are taking up the charge And then the rains came falling hard The skies could not control their crying Roots are taking up the charge
And then the rains came falling hard Roses dying on the vine and Roots are taking up the charge And then the rains came falling hard The skies could not control their crying Roots are taking up the chargeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
