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Songtexte: Down In The Dumps. Other. City Of The Living Dead.


(From Split w/ Tiltwheel)

Holy war in your mind,
All the more and in some time.
And by the light of the night sky
Bare the burn, you'll feel alright.

Call me a sinner,
Don't dare call me a saint
I'm too free to be chained.

Take me to the heaven,
I'll take you all to hell
Dive in and feel the swell
This is that hole, that hole, that hole in your...
Take me to the heaven,
I'll take you all to hell
Dive in and feel the swell
This is that hole, that hole, that hole in your fate

Demon breath on your tongue
Lobster red, try the redrum.
And by the strike of the lightning night
Bare the burn, you'll feel alright.

Call me a winner,
Don't dare call me your mate
I'm lost in Picasso's paint.

Take me to the heaven,
I'll take you all to hell
Dive in and feel the swell
This is that hole, that hole, that hole in your fate
Take me to the heaven,
I'll take you all to hell
Dive in and feel the swell
This is that hole, that hole, that hole in your fate

I know somewhere
You're dying tonight,
From the inside out.
Swallow me hole
And spit out my soul.
[x2]

I know somewhere
We're dying tonight.
From the inside out.
Swallow me hole
And spit out my soul.
[x2]
Down In The Dumps