https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RViRl2vjEmc

You′re a cruel host
Your blood, like Frost
One look, could rost
My pain, you're Krost

I wanna meet you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna like you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna greet you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna hug you, but your hands are acidic Rost
You′re Rost running through my veins
You're Rost, and I don't wanna break these chains, Rost

Your web, I′m caught
Your degrees, all for naught
Your skin, so Italiana
Bremerhaven bandana, on banana


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