.:boy-raymon:.
Faded pictures on the wall
It's like they're talkin' to me
Disconnectin' phone calls
The phone don't even ring
I gotta get out or figure this sh!t out
Its too close for comfort oohhhh
Its a thief in the night to come and grab you
It can creep up inside you and consume you
A disease of the mind it can control you
I feel like a monster
It's like they're talkin' to me
Disconnectin' phone calls
The phone don't even ring
I gotta get out or figure this sh!t out
Its too close for comfort oohhhh
Its a thief in the night to come and grab you
It can creep up inside you and consume you
A disease of the mind it can control you
I feel like a monster
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I want your horror
I want your design
Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho
Your vertigo stab
Want you in my room
When your baby is sick
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your design
Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho
Your vertigo stab
Want you in my room
When your baby is sick
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love










