Donner, Party Of Five

Your nails, fashion red
Paint a story your eyes never kept
Don’t worry, sweetie
I’m just killing lately
You think I’m a killer
You think these eyes belong to a murderer
Pass judgement fast
‘Cause that’s the last look you’ll get
Please, take me with you
In autumn I won’t be here
So help me, God
So help me, God
Come autumn I won’t be here
So help me, God
So help me, God
I walked and searched for 18 years
And died for nothing
«I've been evil making a mess out of this town
I woke the devil»
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