Hi
Scars, in you, son
You shrug it off
Except that you don´t

Better, it surely
It don´t fall out
Said,
I live low
I lisp, i die
Sugar shooting
Bled with deadbeats
Only crawl
So your sad eyes
Quite christian
Blood

Drop it, it´s dead
We drop it
And took the body home
Sad eyes

Scars, i´m chopping dagger
See you´ll never walk
Only stagger.
Sad eyes
Quite christian
Blood