Letras:
The Kills Gypsy Death You

voices in her head That's the way that you feel That's the way that you feel If that's the way that you feel, honey, then That's the way that you feel

head And that?s the way that you feel And that?s the way that you feel And that?s the way that you feel honey know That?s the way that you feel In

her head And that?s the way that you feel And that?s the way that you feel And that?s the way that you feel honey know That?s the way that you feel

And that's the way that you feel That's the way that you feel If that's the way that you feel, honey, then That's the way that you feel In the blue

Your young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man. DON JUAN When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She believes

stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter Filled with doctors readin' the death roster Guts spillin' out like pasta, sky, misty, often tipsy From off the whiskey, the gypsy

bye The way my gypsy dances makes a monster retreat to fetal I never felt so damn young But you don't look a day over zero And you don't look a day in

I ALWAYS KNEW OUR AILING OFFSPRING WOULD NEVER PAY ME DIVIDENDS I USED TO LONG FOR YOU TO KILL ME BUT NOW I WISH YOU DEATH INSTEAD I GAVE YOU ALL THIS

in the cards she saw a fallen hero and looked at me and said "Be careful what you wish for - it might come true, for the face of death wears the mask