353 کے بول

(Fuck) Silent knife, unholy knife A bridge of cracks click as I twist my spine I turn to find a visitor Rapture me, my Lolita And I know she knows that I killed my love Administer the lethal dose (She's as white as a ghost) The aching feels like she was gorgeous from coast to coast The scalpel bleach, make that a smile Stay with me, my darling, for my last little while And she cranes to me: I'll be there as you sing Yet, I'll be gone before the second 'kiss me' Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress, oh kiss me Oh Oh, three Oh, fifty-three