Tales of Terror
Jim
I don't wanna die quietI just wanna die in painI'm on a perversion dietI've got a twisted brainStanding in the coldLurking in the rain Like a green thick mold I'm permanent stain Stand in the backWatching you undress Look through the crackWell you know the restI'm like a festering scab I won't go away You'll only be safe in the light of day No matter what you do No matter what you say I'll climb inside your mindI'm here to stayHa, ha, ha
From Letras Mania