Testo di Donner, Party Of Five

Your nails, Fashion red, Paint a story your eyes never kept. Don't worry, sweetie, I'm just killing lately. You think I'm a killer. You think these eyes belong to a murderer. Pass judgment fast, Cause that's the last look you'll get. In autumn I won't be here So help me, god So help me, god Come autumn I won't be here So help me, god So help me, god In autumn I won't be here So help me, god So help me, god Come autumn I won't be here So help me, god So help me, god "I've been evil making a mess out of this town; I woke the devil." Your nails, Fashion red, Paint a story your eyes never kept. Don't worry, sweetie, I'm just killing lately. Help. [x8]