[?] hangs at high noon A choir is gagged and stabbed with a spoon I drop through the cracks, you know the feeling
[?] sewed to your hair A constant watch and white-fist repair You know me well, besides, I know you
Record of fools
This battle is so easy to do [?] up for sale I made my way across the room And my time is over now
Setting sights on what you have done Carving 'bitch' on to my lawn I took the [?] And my time is over now
My absence is all that you need It's so much easier to conceive I'd rob us blind [?]
Look from up in the trees Here is cupid covered in fleas [?] all the sound and wings I drewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
