You aimless piece, sipping day-old coffee ‘fore you leave
Your empty room earlier than you used to do
Your red-stained wall testifies of yesterday’s blood ceremony
Now you leave and sigh, spending your time drifting around on your own
And there is, no, nothing to fret about
You will have all that you asked me of
You offered up and sacrificed this promise up to me
The fire burned Beelzebub the meat of seven souls, yea
Now you wait and let time pass and resurrect each wheel
Most delight, the bearer of your boys, yea
Good to know will charm and take whatever you might want
Your day was grey and dull before, but that of course you know, yea
There is, no, nothing to fret about
You will have all that you asked me of
There is, no, nothing to fret about
You will have all that you asked me of
And he flies to your mind, scratches on your soul in the days
And he dwells in your dreams and haunts you with a scary night’s good sleep
Your day was grey and dull before, but that of course you know
Your day was grey and dull before, but that of course you know
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Ill Wicker Lyrics – Fret