Pablo Natario

Pay to kill, die to lose Hunted, hunter which are you Diablo comes again To make trophies out of men […]

Hey mom theres something in the backroom I hope it s not the creatures from above You used to read

You walk through the subway, His eyes burn a hole in your back. A footstep behind you, He lunges prepared

Push it out Fake a smile Avert disaster Just in time. I need a drink Cause in a while Worthless

Azazel is besides you And he s playing a game. Demons are inside you and they are making a prayer

Six bottles went down the drain One hour s a waste of time I d ask if you feel the

Honey it s getting close to midnight And all the myths are still in town True love and lipstick on

Please take me by the hand It s so cold out tonight I ll put blankets on the bed I

Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don t you know whatthey re saying? Charlotte you re so

I never found out why you left him But this answer begs that question. Too blind to see tomorrow Too

The freeway is jammed and it s backed up for miles The car is an oven and baking is wild

Yeah my girlfriend takes me home when I m too drunk to drive And she doesn t get all jealous