I bleach the sky every night loaded on wrong and further from right spinning around two howling moons cos there always there whatever I do
the river is loaded I've been there today tool it some questions she does me again I'd die in your arms if you were dead too here comes a lie we will always be true
going up when coming down scratch away it's the little things that kill tearing at my brains again the little things that kill the little things that kill
bigger you give bigger you get we're boss at denia l but our best at forget cupboard is empty we really need food summer is winter and you always knew
going up when coming down scratch away
I touch you mouth my willy is food addicted to love I'm addicted to you shit I kill you once I kill you again we're starving and crude welcome my friends to
