The Number Twelve Looks Like You — Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes" by The Number Twelve Looks Like You.
Lyrics
cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged
i giggled, kissing my fingers… type C and saliva bubbling
kissing my fingers…
find an easier way dying, before you get murdered…
type C and saliva bubbling
kissing my fingers…
the floor boards will never hold the same finish