Pj Rose

"Am I in heaven?" she said, should be glad
New York City or heading south
Route 11, downstairs inside
No cross, no demons, no Leviathan
"Come deeper" burns my head out
No need to keep, on it but let´s taste around
In my mind it´s so easy doing that
It´s funny when you put your dead outside the ground

Preparty
Just wake up and seems to roll
That headeache
Has only a place to go
Smokeseller
Shut up and let me hear your voice
No reason
To avoid the holy-hole

"C´mon be my babe on your knees by my side"
That´s what she said despite my skills were getting high
That Can is the head of the Satan´s Ghetto Gang
Because the Disco Inferno has made him so severo
I have to make a deal and get to know Leviathan
But they seem so familiar trying to cash me out
And now the time has come inside she´s asking me out
I´m dieing baby at least let me sober up.