Danskin

I see a fullblood danish man
Fuck me if you can
The sand is running through my hand
To me it all looks very queer
The fact that he’s not here
I’m scared
A lonesome fright
Strikes back again
Feels like rolling slade of death
Is breathing down my neck
I feel it sweat, oh
Some people never ask
Right or wrong
Some people never ask themselves
I see a peevish standing man
With blood on his hands
The sand is running through his hands
Some people never ask
Right or wrong
Some people never ask themselves
Some people never ask
If they’re right or wrong
Some people never ask themselves
Don’t be afraid
I cannot help
That you are madly after her
Please help ol' me
Don’t wanna see
Don’t wanna see
Yeah
Some people never ask
Some people never ask themselves
Some people never ask
Some people never ask themselves
I hate you now
I hate you more than ever