Crown Of Thorns

You can fadeaway my love I will always -

Remember your faces, thru fadeaway -

Bless all of your eyes, I realize you're my reason

And I will always cherish the days, when our souls will be together

She's my sunshine, my moonshine

She's ma' hot, ma hotma Ghandi

She's my lady, she's from Euphrates

Sure 'nuff give that woman to me

You're just another one, just another statistic

You're needle-sickness, illed weakness

Yeah, you killed, yeah you killed, yeah you killed me boy