Flesh... eat... flesh I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers
Thinking what should I do Now I don't have you Facing my demotion I'm just a fish in your ocean Has been, that's what I am With my backstage wristband
You want him that bad, then girl you can have him You want him that bad, then girl you can have him Say you want him that bad, then girl you have him
I've been drooling At some mangy scraps of bread And these hungry voices Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump Or the
[Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [[Girlicious]] Leftovers, leftovers, leftovers [Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [Natalie
The night's on the edge now Hanging low against the tide The world is at it's best now When the loveless ones collide It's a long night, a beautiful
Mutilated body parts autopsied human pieces Portions of sectioned bowels full of fetid feces Septic wastes from the morgue must be eliminated Piles of
It's negativ Iwish you the worst dear, to feel the gratest pain A posetiv You say it's all in vain I know I felt and I won't feel again Iknow you Refrain
She said I would be fine she said just let it go, I did just what she said. Though hearts don't stop on their own and eyes can't close so easily but words
Your havin a midlife crisis tying to get where I've been Well if you want 'em that bad Ms.V You can have 'em So when you see me comin You better back
Just before you left i knew somehting was comming i looked under the bed and wondered what i'd do with all the gifts i bought for you a bracelet charm
The night is on the edge now Hanging low against the tide The world is at it's best now When the loveless ones collide It's a long night A beautiful
I've been drooling at some mangy scraps of bread And these hungry voices make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump or the
Hope she like ma Hope she like ma Left overs Left overs Left overs Hope she like ma Hope she like ma I've been slavin' In this kitchen All night But
The sky sheds elegies As you pass another cape A silent company On a way without repose Behind the dunes And the shifting sands of cinnamon A lost and
Flesh... cat... flesh I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers
Tulkojums: Nometne. Dziesma Par neizpildītie.
