World Narcosis - Deathbed | Текст песни

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This room is an unholy grave.
My flesh is dirt, my view is mould.
My ways have once again locked me in.
My days are bleeding,
empty love´s digging,
dead hearts are dripping,
forming my headstone.
Standing guard around my deathbed,
I´ll let myself in dead shadows,
before "I love you"
ever reloads our guns again.

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