I had this certain fantasy
Of you dying
With cum in your mouth

That someone hating you
As much as i do

Slits your trouth
And down you go

He ties you down and cuts of all your pretty hair
And calls you names
And those are what you are

Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling

And in the end you start to get a view on things

Wouldn´t want to do it
Myself or anything
But i thought gets me where
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling
Oh, my baby´s falling

Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling

Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling
Oh, marianna, my darling

Oh, my baby´s gonna die
Oh, my baby´s gonna die
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