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Tekster: Vanna. Curses. We Ate The House.

This is not at all what it seems.
There is no sorrow,
Or regret for the choices that we?ve made
You?ll be gone like them tomorrow.

God Damn!
I?m no killer!

They?ll be looking
They?ll be searching for days,
To find a trace of your body.

I remember the suggestions you made
When you drove to my house.
Where you looking for trouble?
I know all those houses look the same.

We?ll keep on moving with the wind at our backs.

I don?t want to see you fall apart
when they come to get you.
(You?re safe and sound)
I know we can have at this head start
and I?m sure we?ll pull through.
(I?ll keep you hidden with me)

Tell me that we?ll make it out alive
I know this desert has got its ghosts
I know its just a matter
a matter of time
before they find us


Oh! My! My!
Oh! Hell yes!
You?ll be buried in your party dress.
I?ll hide my face from the sun.
And the fire wont stop,
fire wont stop me.

You?re not my usual
my usual
usual victim

Well keep on moving with the wind at our back

I don?t want to see you fall apart
when they come to get you.
(You?re safe and sound)
I know we can have at this head start
and I?m sure we?ll pull through.
(I?ll keep you hidden with me)

Oh! My! My!
Oh! Hell yes!
You?ll be buried in your party dress.
I?ll hide my face from the sun.
And the fire wont stop,
fire wont stop me.

Oh! My! My!
Oh! Hell yes!