With no eyes This skin is made of leather I know we Can make it work together
I need to think I need to see reports Here's a guide I have to win the war now
Looking up the holes in killing time
A western home here amongst the rubble is what you get for all your fuss and trouble
Kneel and disconnecting till your fate
With no eyes I could see you With no ears I could hear you
A change of sex to make me feel much better A shallow grave the gain made of leather
Looking up the holes in killing time
A western home here amongst the rubble is what you get for all your fuss and trouble
With no hands I can touch you With no mouth I can taste you
With no drug I can cure you with no heart I can kill youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
