A bat hit my face A bat drank all my blood My bath don't let me shower What am I supposed to think of? A ball hit my face A bald man drank all my blood My bowl don't let me cook What am I supposed to think of? Lot of things shaking my head Lot of things but I know they're not real Lot of things, they just want to see my dead body Lot of things, lot of things, lot of things A bat hit my face A bat drank all my blood My bath don't let me shower What am I supposed to think of?
Written by: Jorge Daniel
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