Kill myself
What in God′s name are you talking about?
Your son, Mr. Thorn. The son of the devil
You're insane
He must die, Mr. Thorn!
I′ve been thinking 'bout some bullshit
'Boutta take a gun and load it up with a full clip
Put that shit up to my head and I pull it
My brains fall out and my eyes go close
God damn, you look so fucking gorgeous
The way that you′re looking at me it′s so morbid
God damn, baby come to my fortress
Yeah I'll give you the world, yeah
Your all I adore, bitch
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
You gave me something that I could never forget
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
