Waiting for the crash
Do you ever feel the presence of the law
I suspect every case, and I barely fell asleep because of you
I tied myself in bed
Cut in half at the waist
Have been spattered with the blood
I need an evidence
What’s it to you whether or not
It turns out he’s just a man
But I can’t stop thinking about behind the door
Why is everything just going wrong
Waiting for the crash
Do you ever feel the presence of the law
I suspect every case, and I barely fell asleep because of you
I tied myself in bed
Cut in half at the waist
Have been spattered with the blood
I need an evidence
What’s it to you whether or not
It turns out he’s just a man
But I can’t stop thinking about behind the door
What’s it to you whether or not
It turns out he’s just a man
But I can’t stop thinking about behind the door
Why is everything just going wrong