paroles de chanson BUS KILL - Death G

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

I'm a murder everybody in the bus
Used to get the thought but never acted once
Wanted to kill everybody in the bus
Thoughts of suicide they kept me up a lot
Still the same kid that I was back then
Changed a little bit but still remember everything
Called me fat you're the rat losing everything
You lost soul you poor bitch not worth anything

I'm the skully kid that used to walk around with hatchets
Every time I turn to corners all I see is static
I feel like someone's is in my body just creating panic
I lost care about the world the world creating damage

Aye let the strange kids out
We the quiet crowd
Making loud sounds making loud sounds
Aye let the strange kids out
We the quiet crowd
Making loud sounds making loud sounds
Aye let the strange kids out
We the quiet crowd
Making loud sounds making loud sounds
Aye let the strange kids out
We the quiet crowd
Making loud sounds making loud sounds

I'm a murder everybody in the bus
Used to get the thought but never acted once
Wanted to kill everybody in the bus
Thoughts of suicide they kept me up a lot
Still the same kid that I was back then
Changed a little bit but still remember everything
Called me fat you're the rat losing everything
You lost soul you poor bitch not worth anything