the obsessed streetside şarkı sözleri
From the corner is where it startsTorn in half like a dollar billHappy mourners' window heart isBitter stillTruth's fictions stranger than any lieSmooth convictions danger plan ofTwisted nightDoes the pope shit in the wood?He might be damned hoarding all his ill-gotGoods with Uncle SamGreener grass on the comfort side yourEasy choiceI'm leaning fast into the twisted nightOne voiceAt the bottom's where it endsNo between, catch life's riddles fatesWinds sendDepraviteam so low, it's been realA total fiend, by his hand a lonely manLooking for a streetside queen
