Blue Moon

Time for leaving
Time to take the dress and rape
I will breathe in
But it never goes the same

Well, I got this fever...
I see the blue moon on the ground!

Time for hoping
´cause the priest has took his way
I will crawl in
you can never take the blame

Well, I got this fever...
I see the blue moon on the ground!
Well, I got this fever...

Dry me out with the salt that you made, until the monkeys are done.
Milking beavers... I don´t want to stay.
So you wont have the fun.
Taking my mother and put in my father but they seem ok in this way...
They seem ok...

I can´t believe that they are done
they´re crawling back in me.
See the blue moon on the run,
this will be my memory.
Monkeys killing and feeding
all the cells in me.
I feel like evrey single day
workers under my skin.
I can´t believe that they are done,
they´re crawling back in me.
See the blue moon shines along...!

Well, I got this fever...
I see the blue moon on the ground!
Well, I got this fever...
I see the blue moon on the ground! 


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