Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Mass, artist - Creeper. Album song The Stranger, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 18.02.2016
Record label: Roadrunner Records UK
Song language: English
Black Mass |
| Now, Madeline, your friends don’t understand the thing we have |
| You sit up nightly on the bed, leave the TV in the corner on |
| Sometimes you don’t quite know what’s going on |
| Your mother swears it’s in your head |
| So I sit outside your house, waiting |
| So can I come over? |
| I’m not a dream that you wish you’d have |
| If faced the choice, you’d dream so coy of all the boys |
| Well, let me tell you now |
| Madeline, when you were young did you think we would wed? |
| I always did but never said |
| In the summer, in your favourite dress when all your first loves left you such |
| a mess, I’d come on over none the less |
| So I sit outside your house, waiting |
| Darling, I see you with those open sleeping eyes |
| In the night time under moonlight, under sweeping starless skies |
| Now can I come over? |
| I’m not a dream that you wish you’d have |
| If faced the choice, you’d dream so coy of all the boys, of all the boys |