Black Tar Songtext
von Pretty Sick

He keeps me up at night
Even when I sleep, I dream of you

Covered in a thick black layer of tar
I can′t breathe, but I feel so warm and smooth

I'll always be whatever you want
Made specially for your consumption
Wha-ha-ha-ha, whatever you want


He keeps me in a jar
Even when you′re close, you feel so far

Covered in a thick black layer of tar
I can't breathe, but I feel so warm and smooth

I'll always be whatever you want
Made specially for your consumption
Wha-ha-ha-ha, whatever you want

Strip, black, tar, feather
Strip, black, tar, feather
Strip