Quantum Suicide - Sick | Текст песни

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• Quantum Suicide
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It's like a kind of a suffocation
In eyes of the death I looked gorgeous
I come to you, to your elevation
But you still looked on me godless
how can I help to your entertainment
You got hell, you got rock, defloration paymant
but you need more for your gratification
war and violence provocated

look at me I'm the puddle of mud
it's hard to fall and not to be soiled
look at me I don't care who I am
I'm the man of blood and bones

somebody talking behind my back is walking death
flames are burning around
grave is digging my life days are coming bypath
it's all about I lost and found

enemies who oppressed you and checked
so hard to breathe with knot on my neck
feel like a man with the knife in my back
people around me make me feel sick

enemies who oppressed you and check
so hard to breathe with knot on my neck
feel like a man with the knife in my back
people around me make me feel sick

pay back for all
give to devil your soul
scream of help it's your last call

hide your bloody tools
you don't care about rules
all around you the crowd of fools

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