Starts off in my hips, move to my lips For all those who want to analyze me For all those who want to analyze me Start it off in the hips, move to my lips For all those who want to analyze me My mother committed suicide, when I was four or five I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow Will it be on hot land, on hot sand Or maybe a concrete corner, December? Red zones in my head phones The Devil's tools, inside us fools The Devil's tools, inside us fools Love shall, leave me alone Love shall, leave me alone Love shall, leave me alone Love shall Will it be on hot sand, on hot land Or maybe a concrete corner, December? Red zones in my head phones The Devil's tools, inside us fools The Devil's tools Love shall, leave me alone Love shall Will it be on hot land, on hot sand? Will it be? Will it be? Will it be on hot land, on hot sand Or maybe a concrete corner, December? Red zones in my head phones Red zones in my head phones And red zones in my head phones Red zones Mmm mmm © ISLAND MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com