Letras:
Death Ribbon

we laugh A prayer for something better A prayer For something better Please love me Meet my mother... But the fear takes hold Creeping up the stairs in the dark Waiting for the death

we laugh A prayer for something better A prayer For something better Please love me Meet my mother... But the fear takes hold Creeping up the stairs in the dark Waiting for the death

Caught the chicken And now I feel unsteady Emotions on the blink again So kick me When you're ready Here lies a violet coffin The death of my control

: This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow the rules when the set commands

a hole in your fading yellow ribbon on your fading wine coloured cavalier the mine has fallen down on you as you dug a well of death milk (tears) and

7 Up Knock, knock, let us up, Young Money applaud me And we'll take the game out your hands like a joystick I'ma need my badges and my ribbons Maybe

ribbon of glass Time it may take us but God only knows How I've paid for those things in the past Dying is easy, it's living that Scares me to death

the chicken And now I feel unsteady Emotions on the blink again So kick me when you're ready Here lies a violet coffin The death of my control Along

, tick, tick Cracks in the surface Cracks in the surface Tick, tick, tick, tick Tick, tick, tick, tick Rhymin' enigma, we keep 'em guessing My rhymes are like ribbons