Testo Saint

A knife in my throat your legs round my neck
Pinned up as a saint go down like a wreck
Do you remember me now?
My eyes torn out of my head
Do you remember me now?
A body you drowned in regret

I could be better, better yet i could be the best, yes I could be better, better yet, better yet the best

Alight like your cheeks turning rеd
I could be the fire stoking your bеd
I could be the horn, piercing your chest
Pitchforked blood anointing it

I could be better, better yet I could be the best, yes
I could be better, better yet, better yet best