It's safe to come out now, no one is around. This sugarcoated donut lost its flavor long ago and I just don't know what to think when your disguise begins to show.
Now I know I always think too slow cause I never thought I would miss our sweet forever of passion violence, but I can't forget the wretched torment. It's on its noose and hung beneath my ribs. You're hung beneath my ribs.
Can't you see, can't you see, why can't you see? My heart is branded- it's all your fault. You're hanging from my ribs and I hope you fall. My heart is branded and it's all your fault. You're hanging from my ribs and i hope you fall.
'Cause i never thought i would miss our sweet forever of passion violence, but i cant forget the wat she tore me. I've tied this noose underneath my ribs.
Artist: Spiritual Beggars
Artist: Beat Farmers
Artist: Spearhead