Get way Get way Get way Way from your home I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid Fraid, of a ghost Even if you have Even if you need I don't mean to stare We don't have to breed
got nothing left to lose Let the rain come down on me Let the rain come down on Let the rain come down on me I need to breed, breed, breed, breed Breed, breed, breed
Could've been a politician Tell people what to do With intellectual vision Hell, I could lie to you Could've been the inspiration For a love song or
I'll shake it, baby, I'll break it, baby I'll stoke it, baby, I'll choke it, baby I'll slam it, baby, wham bam it, baby Goddamn it But I won't be your
Little girls in pretty boxes High tech sweat and younger skin We were all delicious and smelled of Arpege I buzzed my killer in Bring me the head of
I wish that I was you I wish that you were dead I wish I was alive At least inside your head I'd set fire to the past Park across the street And sit and
Tears, money, honey on my bread Sugar on my pillow, songs in my head Head to the church, I love to repent Say what I mean when it's not what I meant
got nothing left to lose Let the rain come down on me Let the rain come down on Let the rain come down on me I need to breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed
Oversettelse: Lauren Christy. Stort.
I'll shake it baby, I'll break it baby I'll stoke it baby, I'll choke it baby I'll slam it baby, wham bam it baby God damn it, but I won't be your boomerang
I wish that I was you I wish that you were dead I wish I was alive At least inside your head I'll set fire to the past Park across the street And sit
ve got nothing left to lose Let the rain come down on me Let the rain come down on Let the rain come down on me I need to breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed
Little girls in pretty boxes, high tech sweat and younger skin We were all delicious and smelled of Arpege I buzzed my killer in Bring me the head of
