Kerbera - Deathbed | Текст песни

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Music by Freddy Hale and Zave Demonte.
Lyrics by Seike Clowniac and Freddy Hale.

Never knew that breathing was some sort of crime
But I saw it on the news this evening
This guy blew his brains out on the kitchen floor
I think he saw what I'm seeing now

Are we any wiser now?
I see you're grasping for tomorrow, so far away
Every sunrise is a victory of yesterday
And still you're grasping for tomorrow
We live today, so stay with me

One, two, three, four, five, six
Stop counting years
Get out on the streets, brother
Like coins thrown down a wishing well
This is the only time we got
Make it last
One, two, three, four, five, six
Stop counting years
Get out on the streets, sister
Like rubies on a mannequin
This is the only time we got
Make it last

Never knew to live we had to stand in line
But I saw it on the bus this morning
This girl took a rope and chair to the living room
She tied it to the ceiling lamp

One, two, three, four, five, six
Stop counting years
Get out on the streets, brother
Like coins thrown down a wishing well
This is the only time we got
Make it last
One, two, three, four, five, six
Stop counting years
Get out on the streets, sister
Like rubies on a mannequin
This is the only time we got
Make it last

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