We're planning our own burial while riding this apocalypse Is this Dead End St. or is it a fucking blessing? We will merge with shades of gold but for now a cold breath rips the inside A sudden twist. An unlocked cage. We fall. We break our bones and we taste the sweetest blood from the wounds of our dirty hands Almost dead and amused Double slaughter I invite you to your own beheading Double slaughter We will collect the fools' gold A cursed glimpse came out tonight with open wrists The perfect malady of a road sleepwalked But blindness holds nothing Double slaughter I invite you to your own beheading Double slaughter We will collect the fools' gold Double slaughter All of our dreams were liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
