I’ve been waiting to meet you girl,
When you come I’ll shave around the features,
They’ve been sucking my blood for years,
I’m going to die with this beard of leaches.
And there’s nothing I can do.
I don’t regret and I don’t repent,
I live by my heart and ignore the preachers
They’ve been sucking my blood for years,
I’m going to die with this beard of leaches