Текст песни iNfauNa - Pheromones Perfume

Guy in black liked a gothic stile
He walked by the street and sweetly smiled
The girl saw him and felt afraid
And he remembered Sigmund Freud

He bought the wonderful parfum
It smells like gloomy fearly doom
The guy spraid it on
And drophed the hair back untell

Pherromons parfume

Hungry eyes watched him
He was eaten
Empty street was filled with gloom
His dead body smells parfume

Pherromons parfume
Done it's dirty deed
Pherromons parfum
It's all what they need