All at once this color have become too red Like the one I see when I hit my head Some stars and I go numb A psychic medium Won't do I do know what is to come
Sits up there with all of the other victims How I hate when all of them start to stim I keep on chewing gum I know that I am dumb I know That she'll end up in the sum
I will Come through I'll use a hatchet Or use a cleaver
Can you See it? Say is this match lit? Be a believer
I will Come through I'll use a hatchet Or use a cleaver
Did you See it? Say did you catch it? Reflective cleaver
Girls are girls and girls will always be haunted And haunt they do themselves, once they are all dead Under my sole there's gum The polish on my thumb Still red Still profoundly redTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
