Morgan and the Hidden Hands
Nice Day
No one seesNo one seesNobody sees meNo one wants No one wantsNobody loves meI will take a ride up to the moonAnd eat myself a strangerDon't feel nothing at all,Don't taste nothing at allNice Day for a murderI wore white to your murderLap it upLap it upJust Like creamCan't you see it's the beverage of the beesI will take a ride up to the moon I'll eat myself a strangerIt's not so badonce I get past his tasteNice Day for a murder I wore white to your murder
From Letras Mania