Crimson Hell کے بول

Relationship is breaking up That woman always breaks my balls Once a month she is a bitch A screming, bleeding psycho-witch Every 4 weeks on the blob I'm left alone with hand on knob Part the red Sea, Grease-haired scrag But sex is banned: She's on the rag! You always treat me Like a piece of shit, bitch You always say that: "you can scratch your own itch" You always leave me In my room with my porn But when the tides out, You want horn! Crimson Hell! The Devil's Spell! Crimson Hell! ...what a smell, bleaarh! Smashing cups and throwing plates It's me alone that woman hates Girlfriend cries when she ain't sad Tempermental?! she's fuckin' mad! Turns down every advance She'd stab me if she got the chance A blow job is a mortal sin Doors are shut, painters are in