Perfect Murder Songtext

von The Glove

Move inside my daydream : like
Fingers in a glove : twisting round
And round and round : round and round
And round with love! : the meeker
Sleeker circle girls dressed in docile
White : spinning on a hill they follow
The dracula kite : the first idea
Flew thin and uninvited from
The sky : I reached out my
Hands and held the knife of
Ice : very thin red water
Flowed underneath my skin : I
Turned their eyes blue children :
The perfect murder : wait until
The darkest coldest summer
Nights that's when it starts
But if you blink you'll miss
The fun you'll lose their
Pretty hearts