كلمات Death Of The Sheep

Hypnotize Manic depressive Constantly guessing Count backwards from ten You wont get into my head Like a forcefield, how do you feel I can see your skin crawl Like a forcefield, how you feel When you torture me Why do I insist on this I think I need to get a break Get Up get up get Slip up slip up slip up Tie me to bed with your malicious intent Every time that you slept alone Pretend your knees Are as weak as your dreams Come crawling back, come crawling back please Come crawling back, come crawling back please Why do I insist on this I think I need to get a break Get up get up get up Slip up slip up slip up Slip up Watch your back