Tekstovi I Pesme

You walk a tear in my heart through the fake knife broken
Youre asking "when do i stop?" when the murder's ended
Blacker than my father's soul..
Drunk enough to raise a storm

Pink roses.

Told me I'm turning black
Black black so black you can't even grasp the fact
Blacker than a begger's soul
Rich enough to raise us all

Maybe when you need that cadillac they'll sense.

Pink roses.

You're in the ground
>From kicking his ass
Swallow the leader and follow his ass
I wanna clench you
Stab you. (bam bam!)
Fucking waste you.

Pink roses.

And if it ain't sold
Platinum or gold
This'll be the biggest liar that had lived