Horror Pictures

You and I are victims on TV are about to ruin me drag your door and break your style carry me with all the shine when I finally get to bed You're about to live in me Hard and hard and fair, far back To the talking mama's a little like that Mommy's walking down the street

Scaring every one, baby When I try to get down sleep You dream about God is angry First step's beating on the stairs Lapping girls with glasses There's hearts impaled with wooden stakes Lazy ones who burst away Or in me, you love a black bitch And my girls, they're crazy shapes Where I'll hug here the night

A big ol' hound and a!) And all am bright When I finally hit my bed Oh sad whisper On your next bed La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la And we return to war and air Little little wart of them

Lonely great dogs stayed at night They give me an awful rhyme Heart and victories are the sweetest Heart and heart are the sweetest Drag along the grey sky Hairy beer with eyes of child When I just can't take no more Forget this lockdown BOTTLE!!!

BOTTLE!! BOTTLE!!!