Black Angels (The)

Holland
a slew of gypsy acid catson their way off to Hollandwith their witchy veiny clawsthey're grabbing at your walletyou too, they kissed your heartyou too, they kissed your heartthey are the only onesthat we ever did connect withall that we wantedwas to act like someone's loverwell I, I'd rather dieyeah I, I'd rather diemade for the weeping tideof vermin dawning red veilslooking like a wealthy whiteon their way back from Hollandyeah I, I'd rather dieyeah I, I'd rather diethan be with you tonightwith you tonightyeah I, I'd rather dieLetras de cancionesyeah I' I'd rather diethan be with you tonightwith you tonightyou tooyou kissed your heartyou tooyou kissed your heart From Letras Mania