Serafin Who Could I Be
you can't make me feel, you can't make me feel when i'm
dead take my milk and put it in my mouth, at least you
get to taste what i'm about take my kida and never let
them out, 'cos im no good except to feed your mouth you
can't make me feel, you can't make me feel when i'm dead
why won't you leave me here, i'm sure i'll be alright i
wouldn't hurt anything, i know what isn't mine who could
i be?
