Bite Me

No one goes there You can't swim in the lake She dance around it like a bad mistake Gonna be back Gonna be bad for you Holy roller light speed Better times at a eulogy Foolish childish bad b I know that this is gonna bite me No one goes there They be ghosts in the trees She pretty sure they listen to her sing They stay nameless And I'll stick around Time to kill some time with you Holy roller light speed Better times at a eulogy Foolish childish bad b I know that this is gonna bite me