My Personal Murderer - Mona Тексты

Wake up
My lover
Our Spring
Is done

Now Mona you can waste me
Make me saint by crucifying
Let me be your hope pretender
'cause Spring ends someday

Turn off
Our Jazz
Dry out
Your eyes

So Mona you can waste me
Make me saint by crucifying
Let me be your hope pretender
'cause Spring ends someday

And i'm your Tea
Deep drown in me