DROWNING IN HANDS Songtext
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KANEDA
Nightmarehouse

Pivotal stroll in a foreboding place
A most well mannered wolf, unrequited in pace
And there′s masquerade masks
And she's drowning in hands
And there′s blood mixing tears and cum with lucious blonde strands


A bucket of vomit
A mask made from her face
A dream not yet lucid, yet you're walking in place
Blood dripping when upwards (Oh-oh, hey)
A tapping on the face
Your body, eighteen forever
Hottie, cold case
Would you take my hand if there was no warmth?
Would you hold me softly to shield from the thunderstorm?
If your head was severed, would you be reborn?
Futile endeavors, gagging, blood amongst the corn

Pivotal stroll in a foreboding place
A most well mannered wolf, unrequited in pace
And there's masquerade masks
And she′s drowning in hands
And there′s blood mixing tears and cum with lucious blonde strands
Walk in the woods, she's up to no good
Found the remains of your girlfriend, yet you pulled down the hood
Make up with insomnia, mirror feels sorry for ya′
Touch at the store front, rife kleptomania