Vārdi:
Killers The Desperate

got it now I'm desperate Desperate Desperate I'm better off like this I'm better off I'm better off like this Don't you know I care No, no Desperate Desperate Desperate Desperate

now I'm desperate Desperate Desperate I'm better off like this I'm better off I'm better off like this Don't you know I care No, no Desperate Desperate Desperate Desperate

a gender I'll never understand If this is a rom-com Kill the director If this is a rom-com Kill the director If this is a rom-com Kill the director

ever know There's no question You're the answer I will find you In these desperate times This I plead When all else fails Remember me In these desperate

Something whose beauty we could never match But when some emperor from a far away state Said, "I order you to get that fish's head on my plate" They killed

at Moral Bank hole in wall Favors for favors, fond but not in love Charity, standing orders, on Sundays ring road supermarket No killing moths or putting

a quarter mill Running through the paper, buying copes and popping pills Money got low, you started acting ill You grew desperation, once again you got nailed Someone got killed

Only the dead souls know I'm alive They want me to lie down by their side These are the demons that passed through my life That killed me over a thousand

to please him You just don't dare And inside you're burning With some secret yearnings You must not care (still won't you) Help me, I'm flawed, desperate