Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
__________________ ~*~*~ Mrs Kokenbalz ~*~*~ ~*~*~ Fear Is The Prison Of The Heart ~*~*~ ~*~*~ ~*~*~ |