paroles de chanson wash away - Funeral

(This is a cult murder)
Pop, pop, pop (I love you, funeral), pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, ah!

I'm in the bedroom
Turn it to a redroom
Bl-Bl-Bl-Bloody walls in the bedroom
Bloody on the mattress, uh, she a actress
I don't need to practice, uh, I get to action (I-I-)

Sh-Sh-Sh-Shooting down your door (down your door)
Paint the floor (paint the floor)
I love gore (I love gore)
Through your forehead
Leave him on the floor dead
I'ma leave more dead
I never forget, I'm leaving the morgue red

Oh, they think I lost it
Let's get it toxic
I love when they vomit
Oh, I'ma bomb it
Toxic, getting toxic, leave 'em braindead
Blood on thе ceiling, but I don't know where his brain went

Oh, they think I lost it
Let's get it toxic
I love when they vomit
Oh, I'ma bomb it
Toxic, getting toxic, leave 'em braindead
Blood on the ceiling, but I don't know where his brain went

(Don't wash away)
(You can't wash away)
(Never wash away)
(Never gon' wash away)

Bitch, stole his heart out his chest, leave him heartless (noheart)
I'ma go and flip it on the dark web
Dark web, I'm in a dark web
I'ma get the sawed-off
Put him where the stars went, uh

Shooting down your door (down your door)
Paint the floor (paint the floor)
I love gore (I love gore)
Through your forehead
Leave him on the floor dead
I'ma leave more dead
I never forget, I'm leaving the morgue red

Oh, they think I lost it
Let's get it toxic
I love when they vomit
Oh, I'ma bomb it
Toxic, getting toxic, leave 'em braindead
Blood on thе ceiling, but I don't know where his brain went

Oh, they think I lost it
Let's get it toxic
I love when they vomit
Oh, I'ma bomb it
Toxic, getting toxic, leave 'em braindead
Blood on the ceiling, but I don't know where his brain went

(Don't wash away)
(You can't wash away)
(Never wash away)
(Never gon' wash away)