All my friends are skeletons And I love them to the bones We hang out and play nintendo And talk on cellular phones And we don't give two shits about
I shot a glance at you from across the room And I think you may have shot one right back to me And I'm not sure just what you want to do I'm not sure
I can tell she's underneat my skin cuz I can feel her clogging up my pores And I can't help but wonder why She's the one I adore Her eyes are focus
Black Church or No Church? Black Church. If I'm out of line, will you help reel me in? If I'm out of line, will you cleanse me of my sins? I'll feel
