@migu music@

Sorry for swipe off

But you know they'll hunt you down

Drop every box and step back

The spring might come out

My little miss cotton

You're quite the stubborn kind

If we cant make it work

We will take it out in blood

We'll make a man out of you yet

We will cram brambles in your bed

Just close your eyes and count to ten

This is as good as it will get

And it's a little mellow whipping

A flutter to your knees

They hung two things before me

Oh the possibilities

Thank you for the warning

But I still see inside

A little global warming

Never hurt no one

Don't rest my little flower

You're getting put to use

You've always been a failure

But now you're bearing strange new fruit of hell

The insides are all useless

But the rest is fertile still

I'll take the belt from off the hook

And watch the garden grow

We'll make a man out of you yet

You won't know what will hit you next

The gardener's coming to collect

You wanted love that's what you'll get

The gardener's coming to collect

The gardener's coming to collect

The gardener's coming to collect

The gardener's coming to collect