Another night in a 6 by 8. 4 walls and the bars I've grown to hate. Inside I start to suffocate and fade away, While 2 more ‘mates get dragged away. The stench... It's just too much to take. I can feel it inside. I can feel it inside. It turns and twists in my chest, jagged, like A knife. I can feel it inside. The Fever burns me alive. Oh, what I'd give for just another day of life. Take me from this tomb, To live my days out few, With the ones I've loved and knew. As my skin is turning blue...
(Solo: Almeida)
Sweating bullets and coughing up blood. I hear ‘em saying that the bodies are piling up. I wasn't meant to die in a cage without love, From the ones that know I'm not out for bloodlust. In god you trust? In fear, I'm dust... I can feel it inside. I can feel it inside. It turns and twists in my chest, jagged, like A knife. I can feel it inside. The Fever burns me alive. Oh, what I'd give for just another day of life. Take me from this tomb, To live my days out few, With the ones I've loved and knew. As my skin is turning blue... Embers of the flame ignited. Bodies twisting and contorting. The agony of loss will haunt those Without a chance to grieve in person. Who are you to deny a sacred rite? A peace? Toss us aside. Turn us to ashes. What will you tell our families? Take me from this tomb, To live my days out few, With the ones I've loved and knew. Hurry up! There is no time! Take me from this tomb, To live my days out few, With the ones I've loved and knew. As my skin is turning blue!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
