I/I Hate Sally/Anna's Empty Conscious For The Blessed
I could not stop for death So death grabbed onto me, picked me up by the throat Dropped down, last time to see Did you walk left or right At the country forks crossroad of life?
Not me, not me These can't be my words How could, how could Heaven forget and hell be so sure My old school yards passed By the churches I'd prayed By a prison wall sign Who'll come visit these graves?
Dust, wait cause everything is fine down here I swear I'll fear and Pay more, pay more Yeah but the time has come, your sales were good you sold your soul and Had more, had more Hold on it isn't fair you conned us all, you were not real We rejoiced and rejoiced You are the stupid ones with epitaphs that don't mean anything at all
I'm not the anti-christ nor angel Scorpion or saint But I bet you can relate You laughed a lot You cried a lot You had enough
Raise your cup Safe from sins Burn the cross, bury the dead Raise your cup Saved from sins, blessed heart Blessed, blessed Left for deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
