We've all been laid to rest
Our epitaph reads "Mommy knows best"
A word of warning from beyond the grave that must be understood
Throats get slit in this neck of the woods
She raised him right and he'll come out to play
When Mother whispers, "Thank God it's Friday"
He drowned in all our sins
He drowned in our mistakes
Fueled by the flood, we pay in blood
The curse of Crystal Lake
He's down there deep within
We've found there's no escape
You just scratched the surface
Of the curse of Crystal Lake
Caught undressed we were laid to rest
A drunken, sex-crazed teenage mess
Killed in the climax of debauchery, we learned the hard way
When he came for our lives on the thirteenth day
Did you know my son drowned in this lake
He should've been supervised
But the counselors were off having filthy sex
His name is Jason
And today is his birthday
She raised him right and he'll come out to play
When Mother whispers, "Thank God it's Friday"
He drowned in all our sins
He drowned in our mistakes
Fueled by the flood, we pay in blood
The curse of Crystal Lake
He's down there deep within
We've found there's no escape
You just scratched the surface
Of the curse of Crystal Lake
Don't you know he'll never be gone for good?
So we'll never get out of the woods
A machete in one hand and an axe in the other
Steadfast in his mask in the shadow of mother
Ready to resume
You're all doomed
"Thank God It's Friday!
Kill for Mommy
Thank God It's Friday!"
He'll stop at nothing
Forever hunting
Jason's coming
He drowned in all our sins
He drowned in our mistakes
Fueled by the flood, we pay in blood
The curse of Crystal Lake
He's down there deep within
We've found there's no escape
You just scratched the surface
Of the curse of Crystal Lake
Ki-Ki-Ki, Ma-Ma-Ma
Is esmes nes visi vieni kita cia labai mylim - kodel nepadaryt rausvo su raudonu dizaino su susikabinusiu sirdziu fragmentais? Kodinis music zodis yra LOVE. love me like i am your melody
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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