Ay Ay Ay

When the soul is running off

In the doorway

Now I may start

When I carry this for you

Ay Ay Ay...

What's wrong with his eyes?

When the soul is to the light, to the moon

I wanna waste our nights too

To sell these ketamines

Running off in the doorway

Here we are

Where we were

It never appeals to you

Put your sword in someone

Just take off

Your parents are legal

Your parents are lethal

Here we are

Where we were

It never appeals to you

Put your sword in someone

Just take off

Your parents are legal

Your parents are lethal

Ay Ay Ay...

What's wrong with his eyes?

And it resounds with the strangest tremolo

We between

To us, a real family

Look at you

Oh I see, you wore the dress that sickens me

Here we are

Where we were

It never appeals to you

Put your sword in someone

Just take off

Your parents are legal

Your parents are lethal

Here we are

Where we were

It never appeals to you

Put your sword in someone

Just take off

Your parents are legal

Your parents are lethal