Psychotica - We Are The Dead | Текст песни

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• We Are The Dead

Walk in this place we call a home
See the bits of stone
as the freaks sing your birthday song
and this miracle is sore, dying to explore
internal pain and conviction now

we are the dead, just like the dead
we'll come undone, you'll lose your head

rides with a seatful, and your brain
full of liquor and pain
with the liars, clowns, pimps and whores
and you shiver as you roam, searching for your own
spinning round and round

walk in this place we call a home
feel the bits of stone
as the freaks sing your birthday song
and this miracle is sore, dying to explore
spinning round and round


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