Songtexte: Andrew Jackson Jihad. Randy's House.
I?ve got the rotten apple core feeling
Dying like a living ghost
Now I?m lying on the ground
Not making a sound
Thinking I love you the most
And I hope our candles flicker and die
So, that, our hearts don?t burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy?s house
When you kissed me on the cheek with a gun
I became a setting sun
Now you?re heading west bound while I?m lying on the ground
Thinking that you were the one
And I hope our candles flicker and die
So, that, our hearts don?t burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy?s house
Dying like a living ghost
Now I?m lying on the ground
Not making a sound
Thinking I love you the most
And I hope our candles flicker and die
So, that, our hearts don?t burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy?s house
When you kissed me on the cheek with a gun
I became a setting sun
Now you?re heading west bound while I?m lying on the ground
Thinking that you were the one
And I hope our candles flicker and die
So, that, our hearts don?t burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy?s house
Andrew Jackson Jihad
Andrew Jackson Jihad
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