Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.
There aren't even words to describe just how great You are. In all Your majesty. You continually. Provide for me. There just isn't anything that You can't do.
[Verse 1: Pawzilla]. . Yes I'm psycho driven. Slash troublemaker I was born a villain. Cold as ice that's what I am. World domination my evil plan. Superheroes I cannot stand, hypnotize your pineal gland.
This love is like shattered glass. This love is like shattered glass. . I won't wait for you, to tell me the truth. I know, you won't, say what you've done.