Chanson De La Chatte

tonight ill shave the mountain
ill cut the tongues from snake s
until i know how much it takes

we made a golden promise
that we would never part
we put love in our pockets
and then you broke my heart

I HATE TO HIDE FROM EVERYTHING
I HATE TO HIDE FROM EVERYTHING

you are not my cure-disease
you are not my cure-disease
you are not my cure-disease
you are not my cure-disease

so I HAVE TO HIDE FROM EVERYTHING