Kredity

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher James Beardsley
Christopher James Beardsley
Songwriter

Texty

Our knives, are sticking through my ribs
Ready wait while your watching this
It’s been a sick old time
Here in my mind, here in my mind
Watch out, it’s black down there below
So cold, go further no one knows
Under we feel alright
Turn out the light, turn out the light
Turn out the light
Turn out the light
Turn out the light
Our knives, are sticking through my ribs
Ready wait while your watching this
It’s been a sick old time
Here in my mind, here in my mind
Watch out, it’s black down there below
So cold, go further no one knows
Under we feel alright
Turn out the light, turn out the light
Turn out the light
Turn out the light
Turn out the light
Why are you looking at me like
You’re scared you said you wanted to
Get with, now you’re all mine
Wasn’t it nice, I took a bite
Don’t run, we’re just beginning just
One taste, I promise I won’t take too much
You’ll be alright
Turn out the light, turn out the light
Turn out the light
Turn out the light
Don’t run, we’re just beginning just
One taste, I promise I won’t take too much
You’ll be alright
Turn out the light, turn out the light
Written by: Christopher James Beardsley
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