слова песни Ill-Disposed - Near The Gates
"You are my life", she said as I looked
"And there ain't no way in which I celebrate
That I live, only you the reason for me"
Fuck that you smelly slut cause, there ain't no
way
I'm going down that road with you bitch
I'm much better looking than that
A very thin line between lovers and haters
I scream, as I drag you nearer to the gates
A line defined by mr. Norman Bates
Your body ripped by my knife, we're at the
gates
Take a look around you
Great colors I smell
Amazing
"Go get a life", I say to her who's life is based
on pleasing me, Yeah I know it may be difficult
actually doing it yourself