As eyes gun you, the sky tumbles off
Yeah, I made foul mistakes I know
Our hearts die soon but I can’t spit the love
Her body stroked by hands of God
The eye stuns you, their body’s naked brawn
Yeah I despise the faker’s foe
If I die soon, yeah can spit the blood
My soul inscape the hands of hurt
So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones?
But I know you’re dirty, you’re no tame animal
Now get-go, don’t let, go! I know the kind you take home
Yeah, you made this dirty cause you faked it all
And sing my love muse, deep breaths of heaven, kissed by goblins, ghosts and licked by devils hands
I conceal it under your skin
Yeah, I’m kneeling under you
Every way we lose so give in…
The highs gone now and love has conquered all
Yeah I made foul mistakes malheur
Our hearts die soon but I can’t spit the words
Her body stroked by hands of God
Their eyes numb you, their body’s naked crawl
Yeah I define those fakers foe
If I die soon yeah I’ll kill-switch the loves
Does my soul escape those hands of God
So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones?
But I know you’re dirty, you’re no tame animal
I’ll be the echo that won’t let go, I’ll be there grinding your bones
Yeah I know you’re dirty, all fingers and tongues
But it seemed enough for you though I never levelld, kiss these old burns and God knows I’ve missed your love…
And sing malheur muse keep a place in heaven… all these lost words, and God knows I’ve missed your love… you alone…
praeityje ir pasaulis saves ligi galo nesusinaikino. Tik pora Japonijos miestu ir likusi pavojinga pusiausvyra tarp ass & mouth, rytu & vakaru, juodu & raudonu, geru & blogu, blondinu & brunetu, pionieriu & skautu, kairiu & desiniu
Vieno tukstancio devyniu simtu keturiu su puse desimciu musu dievo metu paukscio gegutes devintadieni baigesi chaosas ir nesantaika kai maisesi dangus ir zeme. Bobute ir senelis liko gyvi. Ir to pasekoje as cia esu. Salmai viksrai minos ir skeveldros liko
He sees you when you're sleeping (Big Bro!)
He knows when you're awake (Big Bro!)
He knows if you been bad or good (Tabloidas)
So be good for goodness sake
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm tellin' you why