FUNERAL TO COME - Order For Murder [репетиция моей экс-хоррор панк группы, 2008 год] | Текст песни

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You can see my fake smile
But guess what's in my head
We shake with each other
But I wish you were DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD

And if my bomb is not gonna blow
Then it means it's calm before the storm
And I can feel my wrath boils inside
I loathe you in my heart of hearts

And I wish you were dead
But I wish you were dead

[Припев]:
So gimmie order gimmie order
For murder woah murder

My letters are blackmail
My words are poisoned stings
You know no saint is left
So legalize the fuckin' killing

I wanna be your crematorium servant
Be mortician at your funeral
Pathologist or pretty coffin
Or maggots dwelling in your rot

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