Lycée Noir
Rosalia
Oh hear my song
My thoughts are gently spiraling
I hope to be retiring quite soon
With all these fantasies i don't know where i am
I'm a wandering horrorshow horrorshow
To see his blood splatter
To hear his teeth shatter
Watch his bones scatter all to the wind
Cause i get really fucking ma it's something i do when i'm down
I was ready for him
I was ready for him
Ready for him
I was ready for him
Ready for him
I was ready for him
Ready for him
I was ready for him
Ready for him
I was ready for him
Ready for him
I was ready for him