Rotting

I would change my way change everything about me (Ay, about me, ay) I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in) I would change my ways change everything about me (About me) I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in) And I'm rotting in pieces, rotting away Till the bugs come eat me down to the flesh Bitch, I been down geeking, low with the dead Not a soul could feel this knife in my chest And I'm rotting in pieces, rotting away Till the bugs come eat me down to the flesh Bitch, I been down geeking, low with the dead Not a soul could feel this knife in my chest I would changе my way change everything about mе (Ay, about me, ay) I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in) I would change my ways change everything about me (About me) I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in)