Opiate For the Masses - Black Book | Текст песни

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Cold wind's blowing at my cigarette,
no this can't conceal
I'm hanging like a marionette
Can you make me real?

See the world best I can
through the smoke
as its hand try?s to choke me again.

Got my black book open and
I'm burning down at that hotel
a hundred thousand miles in my way
on the road to hell

Give me something to touch
something I can smell- of you
I'll take it to my grave as I burn for you.

Blind weight twirling in my skin
that'll pass
like only time can tell

guess this letters gonna be my last
I hope it finds you well

see the world best I can
through the smoke as it's hand
try?s to choke me again

Got my black book open and
I'm burning down at that hotel
a hundred thousand miles in my way
on the road to hell

Give me something to touch
something I can smell- of you
I'll take it to my grave as I burn for you.

a hundred thousand miles away -aye
I've fallen -aye aye
I can feel my final day -aye
is calling -aye aye

I'm burning alive for you
Just reaching for something true
I'm burning alive for you
I need something to pull me through
to pull me through

I've Got my black book open and
I'm burning down at that hotel
a hundred thousand miles in my way
on the road to hell

Give me something to touch
something I can smell- of you
I'll take it to my grave as I burn for you.

Got my black book open and
I'm burning down at that hotel
a hundred thousand miles in my way
on the road to hell

Give me something to touch
something I can smell- of you
I'll take it to my grave as I burn for you.
Burn for you.

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