Versace and Cigarettes

"Hey Boy!" at the cemetery
Look at him, he's shivering
His palms are getting sweaty
Watching the hole in front of him

"Hey Boy!" at the cemetery
Watching himself in the ground
The pale face and the cold body
Makes him paralyzed
"Here she comes..."

Run little pretty boy
She loves when you're scared
Run fast you little shit
When you smell versace and cigarettes

She's a manslayer
She's a heartbreaker
She's the fear in your eye
When you feel her
Then you need her and
You know you gonna die

"Hey Boy!" at the cemetery
Watching himself from below
There's no heaven there's no purgation
Just the hell burning his soul

She's a manslayer
She's a heartbreaker
She's the fear in your eye
When you feel her
Then you need her and
You know you gonna die

She's a manslayer
She's a heartbreaker
She's the fear in your eye
When you feel her
Then you need her and
You know you gonna die



Credits
Writer(s): Imre Szabo, Eszter Kiss, Balint Szanto, Blanka Gotz
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