call it whatever you want but it's coming after me whenever you are not speaking i can hear it breathe don't reach between my legs that's precisely what it wants don't taunt the king and the queen today they're busy hunting foxes
they're busy hunting foxes
we all came down with it, it was a crown of spiders in our hair all our screams were drowned out by the carnival of sickness in the air funerals every week just to kill the eggs they laid why aren't the bites and the webs enough of a debt to pay
why is everyday the same yet everything changes why do the scars on my body heal yet the bone retains it
she said that he said that he didn't have hands of a surgeon she said that he said that he had the hands of a farmer Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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