Final Fantasy
Spell For A Weak Heart
My mother's name is AngerShe's gonna lay the dangerShe's gonna drink to F. A. S.A weakling heart is in my chestHard for a weakling heart!Hard for a wicked heart to keep a face on it!We had our health about a weekBut sickness comes to the weakAnd we got cancer from our showerheadsAnd we got cancer from the groundAnd cancer put us in the groundAnd cancer grew up from our flowerbeds
From Letras Mania