Paroles de Midnight

Wearing blankets, sleeping in gloves Try to reach, but your sack is closed Rape on Sunday is a terrible thing Rape on Sunday is a terrible thing Somebody left their blood on my door Serial numbers 024 Somebody left their blood on my door Serial numbers 024 Sharing midnight, blood on your face Try to stop you staring at space Rape on Sunday is a terrible thing Rape on Sunday is a terrible thing Somebody left their blood on my door Serial numbers 024 Somebody left their blood on my door Serial numbers 024 Serial numbers 0 2 4 4 4 4 4