paroles de chanson Little Red with the Gun - Pyrophoria

Suicide Queen says off with her head
The red
The girl seeing red
Paint it black instead
The wolf came and she put him to bed
What is this in my head
Sitting counter-topped
A pin dropped
Knife behind a door locked
Door knocked
Child with smirk mocked
The voice can't be stopped
It was little red
In the kitchen with a revolver to her head
Why does it want me dead
Time fled
Time mislead
Time will tell nothing but lies
And look to see your eyes
It moves counterclockwise
Til you're itty bitty small in size
The moment dies
Is this a disguise
A martyr cries
When can I be wise
This is the highest of highs
Here comes sunrise

Am I sawed in half
I have to laugh
On the magicians behalf
Oh freak show, get my autograph
Freak flag on a staff
My poem was a run on paragraph
This is my final draft
You all are just daft
I rock the life raft
Ha ha ha
Now that I have your attention
I must mention
My dissension
That this ends on
She speaks in tongues
She swings off of rungs
Laughter in her in lungs
What will we do
Girl split in two
She woke up anew
And asked I am who?
She lets a storm brew
The sky bleed out blue
The Oracle always knew
Bullet through and through
Little Red with the smile singing boo hoo
Dream sequence come to
This life will not do
Paint it black, black like a tattoo
Black, black magic Voodou
The story was untrue
I cannot cut into
A mirror overdue
It will skew
From this point of view

Little red finally picked up the gun
The match is how her life begun

Little red
Little redwood