Ripped Off
I'll rip off my head
And put it on a sharp pale
I'll paint it red and black
So I feel delivered
The other day a pretty maid entered my home
Touch splendour and privilege
Her voice increased while she told my past
Her voice decreased while she saw my future and she said
I'll rip off
The other day the pretty maid she told what might happen
If I would not stop
But I just continued my actions
She didn't say nothing, but
I'll rip off
The other day as she came back she looked quite bewildered
She looked very mad
Her cheap words were so foolish as she said
I'll rip off
Autor(es): Stefan Buchhofer Sascha Tayefeh
