Mrs. Pink's .22 Twins
I'm a ghost like you
I want to be like you
© aplotagainstme / smell the pink music 2008
Who could have killed the mood?
Only a fool like you.
I'd never do the things you want me to
Set fire to the padded room
That slipped out of the tube
Monkeys could make killer babies too
And they'd all look like you
Bite marks used to prove
Your lust for me and my love for you
Choke me when we spoon
