Mice - Unborn Angel Тексты

Don't ask me if refusal offends
There are so many other would-be mothers you could charm
Unborn angel I'm not what you need
Girls like me were never intended to breed
Mother Nature, a mistress of tasks
So very selective, has defective found my genes
So I'll never never know
Never know the pain of keeping my mouth shut
While you pour life down the drain
You chime, innocent time -
How dare you the bell toll in this hellhole of my prime !?
Unborn angel I'm not what you need
Sleep awhile, sleep pretty baby, goodnight
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