When you’re CURSED you’re always hopin’ that a prophet would be grieved . Oh , Lazarus , how did your debts get paid ? Oh , Lazarus , were you so AFRAID ? Can’t you see I’m sorry ? I will make it worth your while , I’m made of dead man’s money you can see it in my smile .
( I’ve got blood on my name. )
Independent Clay Morrow
highly selective & semi-private
written by Cat
When you’re CURSED you’re always hopin’ that a prophet would be grieved . Oh , Lazarus , how did your debts get paid ? Oh , Lazarus , were you so AFRAID ? Can’t you see I’m sorry ? I will make it worth your while , I’m made of dead man’s money you can see it in my smile .
( I’ve got blood on my name. )
When you’re CURSED you’re always hopin’ that a prophet would be grieved . Oh , Lazarus , how did your debts get paid ? Oh , Lazarus , were you so AFRAID ? Can’t you see I’m sorry ? I will make it worth your while , I’m made of dead man’s money you can see it in my smile .
( I’ve got blood on my name. )
When you’re CURSED you’re always hopin’ that a prophet would be grieved . Oh , Lazarus , how did your debts get paid ? Oh , Lazarus , were you so AFRAID ? Can’t you see I’m sorry ? I will make it worth your while , I’m made of dead man’s money you can see it in my smile .
( I’ve got blood on my name. )