Tales Of Terror
Tales Of Terror - Jim lyrics
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I don't wanna die quiet I just wanna die in pain I'm on a perversion diet I've got a twisted brain Standing in the cold Lurking in the rain Like a green thick mold I'm permanent stain Stand in the back Watching you undress Look through the crack Well you know the rest I'm like a festering scab I won't go away You'll only be safe in the light of day No matter what you do No matter what you say I'll climb inside your mind I'm here to stay Ha, ha, ha