Six Lyrics

"Hey! Hey! He was fine, just we sell out."

They come to feast on purist man
They come to feast on mortal tan
Filling their bodies with disease
Swollen still like killer bees
For that lack from their prize
They fucked their children, staring eyes

Correct these lyrics

Songwriter(s): William Charles Mecum, Richard Allen Mullins, Robert Charles Oswald
Copyright: Talpa Music
Official lyrics powered by

Rate Six by Karma To Burn (current rating: N/A)
Meaning to "Six" song text no entries yet
(*) required
capthca (*) required

Characters count : (*) min. 100 characters required