Perfect Murder Songtext
von The Glove

Move inside my daydream: like
fingers in a glove: twisting round
and round and round: round and round
and round with love!: the meeker
sleeker circle girls dressed in docile
white: spinning on a hill they follow
the dracula kite: the first idea
flew thin and uninvited from
the sky: I reached out my
hands and held the knife of ice: very thin red water
flowed underneath my skin: I
turned their eyes blue children:
the perfect murder: wait until
the darkest coldest summer
nights that s when it starts
but if you blink you′ ll miss
the fun you'll lose their
pretty hearts