Music by Koha; lyrics by Ivan Chumakov
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She’s [bad word] monster
With an Angel’s face
She lives to get ya all over the place
Ain’t nothin’ better for her just to see
Ya getting’ upside down from your jealousy
Head shooter

Penetrates in your heart Open wide
She ain’t nothin’ but the parasite
Tells ya pretty lies, dude, Gets ya high
But after that you can kiss your brains good bye

She whispers softly I’ll do ya no harm
That sounds so [bad word] and makes ya feel warm
You don’t suspect you’re in her sniper scope
One pull, one shot and you are already dope