Songteksten

When I ride, I ride I just gonna hunt you down. When I fly, I fly I just gonna seek you down. Sometime may come, you will get stung. And I, above, will fall on you my love. Faster than a car, further than afar, Higher than high above, Will avenge from you my love. One, two, three dollar bills, Will make you crawl. The voice that you fear, Inside of you will crawl. Fires in the afternoon Will wash upon You like a waning room And play you like a pawn. When I ride, I ride I just gonna hunt you down. When I fly, I fly I just gonna seek you down. And the end never comes, For the one who is waiting. You won't overcome A Venus Flying. Drown all your petticoats Slash your sheets with a knife Burning pleasure as I smash Every piece of your life Melt your ink in my sweat Lime blade river I crush you like a insect Black velvet, Black shiver When I ride, I ride I just gonna hunt you down. When I fly, I fly I just gonna seek you down. And the end never comes For one who is waiting You won't overcome A Venus flying.
Writer(s): Arthur Gillette, Charles "charles Moriarty" Carmignac, Eric Dubessay, Rosemary Standley, Stephan "zim Moriarty" Zimmerli, Thomas "tom Moriarty" Puéchavy, Vincent Talpaert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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