I'm hurt + She touched me
You may say anything + You'll come too

2003-03-31 + 3:54 p.m.

Dirty Minded

Melancholic sort of mood,

Dirty, sick erotic thoughts,

Dwelled freely in the blue,

That's over now I'm bought.


Mommy don't kill Jesus,

Mommy don't kill Jesus.


Like to lie in many ways,

Prone to cheat and get away,

Cause a fight and aggravate,

Now my hate accelerates.


Mommy don't kill Jesus,

Mommy don't kill Jesus.


Run away,

Fly away,

Yes,

My malice won't die today.


Mommy don't kill Jesus,

Mommy don't kill Jesus.


I cannot die alone,

I cannot die unknown,

Where shall I go,

Where is my home.


Mommy don't kill Jesus.

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