The Future For Much Of Europe Is Increasing Social Disorder Coming From Immigrants, Lower productivity, Lower GDP, and Finally Death. You Are.... Devil's Food.
Lyrics
Get ready for the lady
She's gonna be a treat
Simmer slightly 'til ready
Make her soft too
Make her sweet
She's gonna be a treat
Simmer slightly 'til ready
Make her soft too
Make her sweet
I kiss the tears off from your chest
I felt the poison fright that's in your breath
I knew your precious life and I know your death
I squeeze the love out of your soul
All the perfect love that's in your soul
You're just another spirit on parole
I felt the poison fright that's in your breath
I knew your precious life and I know your death
I squeeze the love out of your soul
All the perfect love that's in your soul
You're just another spirit on parole
Devil's food
Devil's food
Devil's food
Devil's food
Devil's food
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