Oh, please don't go out on me, don't go out on me now Never acted up before, don't go on me now I swear I never took it for granted, just thought of it now Suppose I abused you, just passing it on Go..fuck..
Once fastened, servile, now your getting sharp Moving oh so swiftly, with such disarm I pulled the covers over him, shoulda' pulled the alarm Turned to my nemesis, a fool, not a fucking god No..time..suck..my..Please..
Il mozzicone di candela già da un pezzo si stava spengnendo nel candeliere storto, e illuminava con la sua luce fioca, in quella misera stanza, l'assassino e la peccatrice, stranamente riuniti nella lettura del libro eterno.