Shame - Storms

Shame!

Shame!

Shame!

Shame!

Haven’t been part of the chase in ever such a long time, stranger, on my face.

A smile never ending, it feels nice but at a price, really, do you wanna go?

So it goes.

Shame

Eating my eating my face

Shame

Eating my eating my face

Shame!

Shame!

Carry a pistol in your tongue, always on the mark, never be right never be

wrong.

Give it all your gusto, tears you up you must though, kids (shh),

until they grow.

So it goes.

Shame

Eating my, eating my, face

Shame

Eating my, eating my, face

Eating my, eating my, face

Eating my, eating my, face

Eating my, eating my, face

Eating my, eating my, face