One Of Those Nights
Just one of those nights,
Feeling the escape of pain,
The red drips down your wrists,
Drip, drip, when will I be slain?
Maybe I can carve some twists,
When will it ever be my turn?
It must be, just one of those nights
Feeling the escape of pain,
The red drips down your wrists,
Drip, drip, when will I be slain?
Maybe I can carve some twists,
When will it ever be my turn?
It must be, just one of those nights