I had this certain fantasy
Of you dying
With cum in your mouth
That someone hating you
As much as i do
Slits your trouth
And down you go
He ties you down and cuts of all your pretty hair
And calls you names
And those are what you are
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
And in the end you start to get a view on things
Wouldn´t want to do it
Myself or anything
But i thought gets me where
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
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