Wassup? a black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly roooolls
wassup? a black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly roooolls
VER 1
panic attacks, when you see me roll
I sit upon my hearse's throne
In Gothic grab and cyberpunk
Black and holy like Imma monk
Мій стиль такий темний, Я андеграунд
Розсипала мертві пелюстки троянд
Dark loud music is shaking the ground
""Oh my God!"" they're crying around
Basil and amber smell so meek
Wanna lick a spider on my cheek?
In the realm of fears, I shall not retreat,
Crave for the taste of the bittersweet.
Pre-corus:
Wassup? a black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly rolls
black hearse slowly roooolls
CHORUS:
A black hearse slowly rolls along
death, it seems, has got it wrong
Tinted windows, black as coal
Dark fashion - то любоу
I'm just like мама Amy Y
consumed by dead glamour Y
Candles and paintings,
chokers, black dressings
all of it is in my manor Y
I'm horror doll and I draw you in
Annabelle, motanka, voodoo queen
A macabre presence, like a chilling dream
Це страшно, Алііін!
The moon shines bright, a wolf howl near
From the Addams Family, it's clear
Мій катафалк, то є наче болід
Я Bonham Carter і туй Burton Tim
Tili Tili boo
давай піддай газку
Tili tili boo
побачимся в гробу (y!)
The moon is shining bright, a wolf howling near
From the Addams Family, it is quite clear
Мій катафалк, то є наче болід
I'm Bonham Carter, here Burton Tim, uh"