Lovely Bad Things (The)

Blood On My Moccassins
I blink blink and your gone and you came back singing your same old grave yard songGot face face ugly as sin and you got blood on my moccassins and you talkMy feathers go down down to my toesand only the buffalo knowthat re-runs of old tv shows pass over your eyes like Kaleidoscopesand you walkI came back and made that soul a messand it tastes tastes better than flesh i could creep creep less and less but your never comin back againYour ghost memories in your halland you speak in your tongues overalland what you cant cant understand is your the ghost with the most on the holy landAnd you talkYou walkSongtexteI cam back and made that soul my bitchand it tastes tastes better than fleshand you could creep creep less and lessbut your never coming back cause your deadand your deadget used to that noose you talk in circles sleep walkin as you chooseyou got a face ugly as sin and you got blood on my MoccassinsCause your death set Your death set Aus Songtexte Mania