Donner, Party Of Five - Drop Dead, Gorgeous

Your nails, fashion red

Paint a story your eyes never kept

Don’t worry, sweetie

I’m just killing lately

You think I’m a killer

You think these eyes belong to a murderer

Pass judgement fast

‘Cause that’s the last look you’ll get

Please, take me with you

In autumn I won’t be here

So help me, God

So help me, God

Come autumn I won’t be here

So help me, God

So help me, God

I walked and searched for 18 years

And died for nothing

«I've been evil making a mess out of this town

I woke the devil»

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