John Gält - White Widow | Текст песни

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So good,
Feels fine,
So fucking sweet the poison.
They lie,
Just try,
No fucking fear and loathing.

White widow,
We need a little,
My fucking threatment,
From this disease.
My precious,
My guilty pleasure,
My only treasure.
Doctor, please.

The road I choose!
I've got bad news for you!

We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to hell!

Respect,
The gift of nature.
And pass the bong!
All night long!
The fire,
Will get us higher,
Just ignite,
The smoke is born.

The road I choose!
I've got bad news for you!

We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to hell!

We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to heaven! Hey!
We are on the road to hell!

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