The shit you do is drawing parasites and your ridicolous mom believes they're butterflies your dad isn't cool with your plans get a label, tour, support from your fans
You know the ways to beat the bad from a comic book through the suits are cool you feel attached to the crook you remembder what jesus said now you're wearing black, singing songs of making love to the dead
Not much of a well raised kid is left long gone is the yesteryear man
It's about to happen i'm the man for it i don't care what happens as long as you count me in you can count me in
Your might is growing with each infamous act and your army stays loyal your tatts close up in the magazine your deeds discussed on the TV screen
You can count me inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
