Paroles de Trigger

We walked together hand in hand I like to feed him but he Eats apples with an overbite And it's funny to see him eat them He chewed them with his buck teeth Just wanted to make sure he didn't get my hand Blind, old and hair that used to be white Sunken back from age and hooves that Curl under, they never clipped them He was walking on high heels And he liked to like your fingers You just gotta make sure he doesn't get your hand