Songtext von Itch

You fucked me in the mask, I'm cured You hung a cross up on the door And do you promise that you're sure? Now everyone's so insecure You like to pray I'm happy when you find my face It takes me to a special place And most of all, I think they're fake Let's pop a God pill at the lake Know how to act I'll give you everything back I'll hurt myself until you laugh Apply some pressure to the cracks And now we only dress in black You have to go I'd like to tie you in a bow When mom and dad go to the show I rode my bikе and killed my toe Now evеrybody has to know You make me itch, itch, itch, itch Itch, itch, itch, itch Wow I'll pick you up and we can ditch It doesn't matter what it is I'll drive around a little bit And put your hand around my wrist Pray Pray Pray Pray