Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion, I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now. Anna.........
(12345678) All good children go to heaven.
I remember your face that August night. When we lied about the beautiful time to come. And that crazy old man who came much to late and caused a chain reaction. I've been hanging out here for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone. And looking at you now is driving me to distraction.
Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion. I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now.
ANNA.......... (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8) All good children go to heaven