She's black, on a stage, imitational grass
She's warm, a waste of breath,
a sad girl after a happy year
Someone who's like a rugby,
a waffy birthday
The spirit should be free,
the rain asks, what did you study?
Didn't see the world of hate yet
Didn't see the world in flames again,
a bitch called not brave
There was a woman,
ridiculous show,
she got a lot to attack but pray
I know, I know I will,
I'm enough to be out to rest the earth
Now I don't, want to know,
who would want to be Mr. Hayes
You are not embraced,
Mr. Bass,
don't follow me,
stay together
Didn't see the world of hate yet
Didn't see the world in flames again,
a bitch called not brave
Didn't see the
world in
flames again,
a bitch called not brave
Didn't see the world in flames again,
a bitch called not brave