Stoner Train - Downtown of the Living Dead | Текст песни

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Downtown of the Living Dead

Rain drops washing the dirty glass,
Red and yellow shining from the past.
Hands of insomnia holding my head.
I’m driving straight away through the
Downtown of the living dead.

I see these figures dancing down the road,
I’ve got a rusty gun hiding under my coat.
The speech of insomnia driving me mad.
I’m getting straight away from the
Downtown of the living dead.

Rain drops washing off the bloody stains,
Six shots echoing in my brain.
Hands of insomnia holding my head.
I try to get away from the
Downtown of the living dead.