Lyrics
Stop....your lying, were to minds, think, learn, passing,
We learned from each others writings.
We skillfully watched them breed
Oooo, Seeds of Wrath
Dear Jack, won't you count to three...Scream, baby, Scream
then flee the scenes.
Dead Jill, are you tumbling after, We copycat our scenes,
Two of a Kind
Stop....your crying, No customers, No fucking, No touching it,
just a fine line. Perfect starred victim of mine.
Oooo, Seeds of Wrath
Dear Jack, won't you count to three...Scream, baby, Scream
then flee the scenes.
Dead Jill, are you tumbling after, We copycat our scenes,
Two of a Kind
Oh, Jill
You could run, flee from me,
but you can't hide, for I am
inside you see,
In continuous, cancerous unity.
Oooo, Seeds of Wrath
Dear Jack, won't you count to three...Scream, baby, Scream
then flee the scenes.
Dead Jill, are you tumbling after, We copycat our scenes,
|