Saturday 3 May 2008 photo 3/3
![]() ![]() ![]() |
Well I'd rather cut you than the wedding cake
And your bloody guts on my rented tux
And I do, I do, I do wanna kill you
'Til death do us part, I'll tear us apart
Now I kiss your cold dead lips
And I dip my chips in the blood that drips
And I smear the cake right in your face
Let your god take you to a better place
Well I loved you to death
Annons