The nights roll thin
My heart gapes open
BLOod and nothing else nice
You’d rather win
Not closed, but open
Though rotten are men who eat and feast on mice
Greedy who what and why
Hello, good morning, good bye
The nights roll thin
My heart gapes open
BLOod and nothing else nice
You’d rather win
Not closed, but open
Though rotten are men who eat and feast on mice
Greedy who what and why
Hello, good morning, good bye