Summer Shinning in the sky,
To your hideaway lie,
Dark nails of the lost stain,
Against your stupid face,
Hooked on this feeling,
To your face tingling,
Your skin sweet as candy,
The flesh of the demon\'s sweet Sandy.
Gearing up for the rabbit\'s foot,
Your good luck is a good loot,
Untill your prises come to boot,
You can\'t make it shoot.
Is this fantasy or suckin Penelope,
Shivers down my spine,
The ghostly ones are the cold line,
Can\'t break me free because im a seed,
Poor boys from rich families.
Doing what is done to be,
So you think you can leave me to cry,
You make it difficult to spy.
The love we share is beautiful,
Untill we grow old and shrivel.
Life is territorial.
The supernatural is industrial,
Your sins are promotional,
So please don\'t go loco.
Fire in his eyes make me faint,
Almost like dripping paint,
The stars we gave,
Made the cancer go away.