Inkubus Sukkubus Catholic Taste
You said you wanted life you died on me you said you wanted truth you lied to me you said you wanted health you're sick again you said you wanted me then bedded men
You and your catholic taste I think it's a waste why don't you concentrate? And choose what you want before it's too late
you said your god has horns and died for you you wear a crucifix a pentagram too you tried so many drugs your spirit's pure you're wilder then the wind yet so demure
You and your catholic taste I think it's a waste why don't you concentrate? And choose what you want before it's too late You and your catholic taste I think it's a waste why don't you concentrate? And choose what you want before it's too late
you said you've royal blood and common touch your roots are working class but don't show much you hang out with the boys the girls love you you love expensive toys you're spiritual too you're living other lives aren't yours enough? You're someone I despise you try too much you talk and talk for hours I turn to dust you're losing all your powers you turn to rust
You and your catholic taste I think it's a waste why don't you concentrate? And choose what you want before it's too late You and your catholic taste I think it's a waste why don't you concentrate? And choose what you want before it's too late
you...it's all about you it's all about you and your catholic taste it's all about you it's all about you it's all about you you you you you you you and your catholic taste
