Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools, inside us fools
But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow
Love shall, leave me alone
For all those who want to analyze me
Or maybe a concrete corner, December?
Love shall
Will it be on hot sand, on hot land
Start it off in the hips, move to my lips
Red zones
For all those who want to analyze me
The Devil's tools
The Devil's tools, inside us fools
And red zones in my head phones
Or maybe a concrete corner, December?
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand?
Love shall, leave me alone
Red zones in my head phones
Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools, inside us fools
I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho
Red zones in my head phones
Love shall
I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Love shall, leave me alone
But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow
My mother committed suicide, when I was four or five
Or maybe a concrete corner, December?
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Will it be? Will it be?
Love shall, leave me alone
