bodybag

Ladadida, wooden cross
Ladadida, fingers crossed
Ladadida, so who lost?
Me or you?
Breathe in the dirt through my lungs
Rotting away, look what you've done
Let me just say that you're fucked
But first, a table for two

Two for the show, one for the money
Scared of the dark? Should call your mommy
Psych cause I'm back from my bodybag
Now you're body's cold to the touch
Oh what a feeling
Karma's a bitch
You left me bleeding
Now say hello to your bodybag
To your bodybag

Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag

35, 21
Sweet mistake, wayward son
Count your breath, deadly fun
Better be kneeling
Yeah yeah you heard me damn right
Keep looking me straight in the eyes now
Lemme hear you pray for your demise

Two for the show, one for the money
Scared of the dark? Should call your mommy
Psych cause I'm back from my bodybag
Now you're body's cold to the touch
Oh what a feeling
Karma's a bitch
You left me bleeding
Now say hello to your bodybag
To your bodybag

Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag
Bodybag



Credits
Writer(s): Casian Ferent, Stan Nicolae, Tatiana Russu
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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