Letra de Serial Killer - A Pale Horse Named Death
Letra de canci�n de Serial Killer de A Pale Horse Named Death lyrics
Hey little girl won't you get in my van
Interior�s leather and it looks real tan
I got a bag of candy just for you and
I wanna see you suck on a lollipop
I'm the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
Doing 105 across the state line
I can�t get caught �cause I�ll do some time
I got you all tied up in the back of my car
I didn�t really think I would get this far
I�m the son of the angel of death
I can be Your serial killer
Son of Sam got nothing on me
You�re gonna be my number 23
I gotta a collection of finger nails
I just need ten more, only from you yeah
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I�m the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
I�m the son of angel of death
I can be your serial killer
I could be your next door neighbor
I could be your lost long brother
I could be someone that you know
I could be your serial killer
Now I�m on the run, run from the law
They wanna� know what I did with your corpse
I got a disease an and appetite for death
What a pleasure it was to see you take your last breath
I�m the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
I�m the son of the angel of death
I can be your serial killer
Interior�s leather and it looks real tan
I got a bag of candy just for you and
I wanna see you suck on a lollipop
I'm the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
Doing 105 across the state line
I can�t get caught �cause I�ll do some time
I got you all tied up in the back of my car
I didn�t really think I would get this far
I�m the son of the angel of death
I can be Your serial killer
Son of Sam got nothing on me
You�re gonna be my number 23
I gotta a collection of finger nails
I just need ten more, only from you yeah
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/serial-killer-a-pale-horse-named-death.php
I�m the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
I�m the son of angel of death
I can be your serial killer
I could be your next door neighbor
I could be your lost long brother
I could be someone that you know
I could be your serial killer
Now I�m on the run, run from the law
They wanna� know what I did with your corpse
I got a disease an and appetite for death
What a pleasure it was to see you take your last breath
I�m the son of the devil himself
I�m the one they call a killer
I�m the son of the angel of death
I can be your serial killer