I got a place in the underworld. That's where I'll go when the map runs out. I want a clean slate, kissing the morgue. On my knees swallowing swords Ouroboros I want to go down to Mexico, hear the
I got a place in the underworld. That's where I'll go when the map runs out. I want a clean slate, kissing the morgue. On my knees swallowing swords Ouroboros I want to go down to Mexico, hear the
I got a gun pointed at the rat race. Got my own private road to hell. I got a tree, it grows money. But it growing old and it's winter now I'm a sure fire assassin. Not so sure of what I'm meant t
Where do you go when you feel like there's nowhere to go?. When you're crawling to get out of inside yourself. And run for the door. How do you know which way to go?. Do you follow somebody else?
