Freaky Mind - Kill | Текст песни

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• Freaky Mind
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I'm sick and tired of you
And your perfection's light
You can call yourself cool
Having some dirt to hide

I really love to dream
Of seeing your great fail
And I will see that shit
Through window of my jail

And noone will save you
I have already locked
The door you could run through

And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
And now prepare for death

And I prepare to
Kill!
I prepare to kill!

I would not even like
To fuck you even once
And don't think I'm a fool
Who can be bought for this

I only want to see
How much blood you have
I'm gonna drink it all!
Gonna drink it all!

And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
And now prepare for death

And I prepare to
Kill!
I prepare to kill!