Snowflakes
Lyrics
I got a devil on the board - faster
And I'm out of control - faster
I don't dare to say no
I'm going where all snowflakes go
There even is a devil in the lord sometimes
I think because he gets bored sometimes
Being gun, being sword
When all he ever wanted was to be adored
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
We've got a little bit of truth and fake
Like a woman in a birthday cake
We enjoy
The birthday cake - destroyed
I've got a little bit of mouse and snake
Depending on the road I take
One eats heart, the other brain
When my lovely senorita's going round again
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Faster
Faster
Faster
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Snowflakes in hell
Jesus Christ is wishing well
What's up with you sinners
Come on get up and raise the true fingers
Writer(s): Florian Rein, Peter Horn, Sebastian Horn
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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