Little Miss Stakes - Samara | Текст песни

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• Little Miss Stakes
• Samara

You phone me up on a Saturday Night
And tell me there’s seven days ‘til you take my life.
My sweetest Nightmare at the bottom of the Well
Take me by the hand and drag me back to hell.
Your rotting smile, your cold dead eyes
Torture my brain! I know I’m going to die!
Tonight
Tonight

Scare me to Death, it’s a romantic homicide
Crawling through my TV screen from the well where you died
You hated your parents so much that you cursed this tape
And planned your escape

Oh Samara
Oh Samara
Don’t you know that I’m in love with you
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Drown me in your well and make a tomb that’s built for two.

That one phone call that changed my world
God damn it, you gotta be my girl
And through the shadows we’re holding hands
Towards my fate whatever you got planned
Just for me
Just for
Me

Scare me to Death, it’s a romantic homicide
Crawling through my TV screen from the well where you died
You hated your parents so much that you cursed this tape
And planned your escape

Oh Samara
Oh Samara
Don’t you know that I’m in love with you
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Drown me in your well and make a tomb that’s built for two.

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