paroles de chanson Marianna - Ingrid Helene Håvik

I have this certain fantasy about you dying with cum in your mouth

That someone hating you as much as I do slits your throat
And down you go
He ties you down and cuts off all your pretty hair

Calls you names, and those are what you are
And in the end you start to get a view on things and see yourself through your killer 's eyes
I wouldn 't want to do it myself or anything, but that thought gets me wet

My baby is going down marianna, my darling