Sad Sauce - BLACKMAIL

I hope it’s done

Before I wake up

Try to burn the sun

Your quality is one

Somewhere it’s sad

A taste of salt and pepper

Turned you red

But you didn’t know it now

What you feed is not a bigger trump

You’re looking out for scientistic weather

Struggle in to stagger it out

I need to know how long you’ve been a crippled dog

You know it’s done

Before I woke up

You have burnt the sun

Your quality has won

What you need is not a bigger trump

You’re looking out for scientistic weather

Struggle in to stagger it out

I need to know how long you’ve been a crippled dog

I can’t mix it with these waters

Drag you from the slaughter’s sauce

My hopeless sauce

My hopeless sauce?