Aftershock
Little skinny girl with a shotgun on the back
Takes two pills of neuroleptics from the bag
The world is bad, she just wanna save herself
And nobody don’t knows what is in her head
As her medic i will say to you some shit like that
All she needs is love, and one, who can be her friend
And these pills should help not to be so mad
I don’t even know why the fuck we see this shit?
Little skinny girl with a shotgun in her hand
Sees zombies in every face she’s looking at
She don’t wanna be like them and she so scared
Void in the eyes and rotten brain cells
She repeats words, parents told her, like a spell
If you won’t protect yourself, they will break your dwell
Hollywood said you must aim in the head
And she get it pow-pow now they looking dead
What you are looking at? Aw now they looking dead
What you are looking at? Aw they looking dead
What you are looking at? Aw now they looking dead
What you are looking at? Aw they looking dead
I don't i don't i don't don't know
Why she can't get her friends and love
So dark so cold so lonely girl
Nobody wanna be with her
Little skinny girl pink dress fast rhythm
Corpses go wild she wants to feed em
One shot two shot they go screaming
Seven sins (oh no) just drawn a reaper
They say f20, whoa none iller
Pills do not help still can’t find the reason
No earth healer that could really heal her
This body is addicted by a demon
Voice in the head tell her go get em
And this nice bagpack looks like kitten
Severed head of pink fluff bunny in em
I don't even know is it toy or real?
Please stop no never don’t stop
I'll drop your face in the mud
You drown yourself in the dark
And now you see aftershock
Little skinny girl with a shotgun on the back
Takes two pills of neuroleptics from the bag
The world is bad, she just wanna save herself
And nobody don’t knows what is in her head
As her medic i will say to you some shit like that
All she needs is love, and one, who can be her friend
And these pills should help not to be so mad
I don’t even know why the fuck we see this shit?
Little skinny girl with a shotgun in her hand
Sees zombies in every face she’s looking at
She don’t wanna be like them and she so scared
Void in the eyes and rotten brain cells
She repeats words, parents told her, like a spell
If you won’t protect yourself, they will break your dwell
Hollywood said you must aim in the head
And she get it pow-pow now they looking dead