Marianna

I have this certain fantasy about you dying with cum in your mouth That someone hating you as much as I do slits your throat And down you go He ties you down and cuts off all your pretty hair Calls you names, and those are what you are And in the end you start to get a view on things and see yourself through your killer 's eyes I wouldn 't want to do it myself or anything, but that thought gets me wet My baby is going down marianna, my darling