Brooks Songtext
von Damian Wolf
Brooks Songtext
I have the perfect living specimen for trade
I have the perfect pricey sacrifice for trade
Parade
Two times, twice I had the urge for something new
I′ll sell the price I chose to pay for something new
Parade, parade, parade
I washed, I tried to wash the blood off of my hands
I chose, I chose to live with your blood on my hands
Parade, parade, parade
I have the perfect pricey sacrifice for trade
Parade
Two times, twice I had the urge for something new
I′ll sell the price I chose to pay for something new
Parade, parade, parade
I washed, I tried to wash the blood off of my hands
I chose, I chose to live with your blood on my hands
Parade, parade, parade
Writer(s): Paul Timothy Malinowski, Allen Epley, Tim Dow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
