I'm hearing shooters loading pistols while I'm brushing my teeth I get so many death threats it's getting normal to me But I bend don't break, I don't ask just take Black gloves, black tape and I don't play nor pray Wake up and take a piss, I hear 'em

So tell me dear (tell me dear), can your heart still break If it's already stopped beating? She doesn't know, she doesn't know the kiss of death. Black is black and love is, love is death. Black cats, Black hearts, the wicked never rest. I curse the day