Ashton Nyte And The Accused
Murder Me
She takes my hand & turns away
Her skin is like the colour of the rain
She's in the wind, she's in trees
She's the part of life I know I need
And that's all
That's everything
Baby murder me
& let it be
She drives a stake into my heart
She tears the windows down
& I just fall apart
Oh this illusion's coming clean
I've had too much to drink
& to much to dream
From Letras Mania