Wild Flowers

I'm winding down the rope over his dead body
He slides down on it, stiffy and stocky
The fragrance all around is smelly and bloody
It's not the time for fearing

I met him in a bar called the shamrock blarney
Drank around the bet, made a two man party
It seems he has to be the man
Who makes me scream

I climbed into his car for a doom drenched riding
All along the road singing, drink and driving
He pretend to be a friend
But I can't believe him

The fire in my vain is burning brightly, honey
Do you wanna fuck or will you rope my money
Either ride together to the sunset or I send
You back to hell

There will be wild flowers on the way
They grow so that they wither right away
I will make sure, I'll take care
You will never be found there
Only withered flowers on the way

We still live in a a rude and a men ruled country
Driven by the greed for the power and money
Even if we're damned they just think what they can sink
Their cock into again
But if you mean, I'm just a "G Y H F T" (Girl You Have Fucked Trophy)
I promise you that there's a really evil bitch in me
I'm not the weak and little girl
For the Cabinets of your trophies

The fire in my vain is burning brightly, honey
Do you wanna fuck or will you rope my money
Either ride together to the sunset or I send
You back to hell

There will be wild flowers on the way
They grow so that they wither right away
I will make sure, I'll take care
You will never be found there
Only withered flowers on the way

There will be wild flowers on the way
They grow so that they wither right away
I will make sure, I'll take care
You will never be found there
Only withered flowers on the way

There will be wild flowers on the way
They grow so that they wither right away
I will make sure, I'll take care
You will never be found there
Only withered flowers on the way

There will be wild flowers on the way
They grow so that they wither right away
I will make sure, I'll take care
You will never be found there
Only withered flowers on the way