Pagoda (Pagoda (Michael Pitt) - Death To Birth (OST "Last Days") | Текст песни

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From ripe to rotten
Too real to live
Should I lie down or stand up?
And walk around again?
My eyes finally wide open up
My eyes finally wide open shut
To find the found of sound
That hears the touch of my tears
Smells the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others
But we smother each other with the nectar
And pucker the sour bitter sweet weather
It blows through our trees, swims through our seas
Flies to the last gasp we left
On this Earth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Should I die again?
Should I die around?
The pounds of matter wailing through space
I know I'll never know
Until I come face to face
With my own cold dead face
With my own wooden case
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth

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