MurderDolls - We Are | Текст песни

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Here he is, Joe stooped, surrounded by flies
The mouth of the curve enters evening streets spirit
Three desert moves forward
A loop, hanging, shaking his neck
What a strange idea ... Joe
You're already awake or asleep you, Joe?
You died, but you're still here.
Body swayed - you are moving away,
Or late in the trans finally fell?

What a strange idea ... Joe
dealer mescaline
And Cain
In Asian Invasion
kind of extension

Oh forgot his name ... Joe
Joe was in the catacombs deep in the earth
Nymphs in his body on the intestines creeping
He will be back here, but in the cat skin
Maybe today, maybe later
Maybe today, maybe a little later ...

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