please what's happening to me?- It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G Seeping in my head, fucking up my brain Driving me crazy, nuts, insane
"i hope you enjoyed your ride on the terror wheel. but it isn't over Just yet. we have a phone number for you to call to hear the name Of the third
we' ve got funhouses,murder go rounds house of horrors,and wax museums tunnels of love,terror wheels house of mirrors and killing fields Verse 1:Violent
The witch jumped on my back last night I couldn't breathe, in its clutch I was frozen with frieght it went on for what seemed like hours of terror, to