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Rosie, She Made Me A Killer

Jinx


Where you can look back and see your life
It only wasn't mine
My life. My life. My life was dangerous and horrific
You couldn't tell it to a child
I stole that killer

She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh
She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh

When I was born I was cold as ice.
My mother was afraid of me
But my father prayed for her to hate me
And of course I hated him as much as I could
And here I am, here I am, here I am now
With blood on my hands

Suicide was too easy. And love, love. Forget it
I don't remember all my crimes
All I know is my fear of light
Come on everybody bring me down
And hang me somewhere in this Town
I buried her between the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine

She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh
She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh

But she used to do it right
When I turned my knife in her lovely bed
Yeah, she use to do it right
When I turned my knife in her lovely bed

I feel psychedelic in her bed
I am the psycho killer
And before you catch my hand
And labor in her deadly van
Just remember, yeah remember I did all this for her
Just for her

For when we are joined away
Jump with me, I swear I'll light your way

She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh
She made me. Oh whoa whoa whoa
She made me. Oh

Oh Rosie. Oh Rosie. She made me a killer
Oh Rosie. Oh Rosie. She made me a killer
Oh Rosie. Oh Rosie. She made me a killer

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Composição: Bertrand Laborde / Nicolas Blanquie · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
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