This song will become the anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high in the back room
If I flooded out your house do you think you'd make it out or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
This song will become the anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high in the back room
If I flooded out your house do you think you'd make it out or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand it would hurt too much to watch you die
And you can bet when we mourn the death of you that night of you that night
They'll lay me on the dinner table I will be the pig with the apple in my mouth the food that celebrates your end
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem I'd offer you my hand it would hurt too much to watch you die
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem I'd offer you my hand it would hurt too much to watch you die.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
