Santi Murders Songtext
von Mourning [A] BLKstar

It was me, this bottle, this knife, no gun
Scared of fire, she never loved me, never trust him or him
Or her (love me, trust me)
Him or her (love me, trust me)


The switch could be that the loyals of a morgueish life
A suffered, muddled choice that stained
It won′t change one bit the effort of everything, the in and out
A stream of glowing, and the lean won't change
(Change) lean won′t change
(Change) whoa
(Change)
(Change)

A street quick, but the bullet will unchain me
The limit never seems
Anything was hers, and him, the tanker, the leaver
She clings to her memory
That was minutes in a grunt
The meaning meanders, a meaning in her mother
They aren't your body
(Love me) Oh
(Trust me) Oh
(Love me)
(Trust me)