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Songtexte: Gob. Muertos Vivos. Underground.

You won't realize I'm venomous
You'll fall ill after hearing this
I can't think straight, I'll mix you up
No recipe, no formula

I'm like a chainsaw, I'll spit and sing
The words that cut you limb from limb
Cut out of a pattern to nothing familiar

I went out to find a funeral
No one died, I was waiting
None will rise, dawn is beautiful
Underground, I will haunt you

Well, it's easy to be with this
Just take some notes, we'll take a piss
On all the shit that sounds so typical
We're fully automatic and we will kill

When amnesia sets in again
Forget yourself remember this that
We are so special
We're nothing for real

I went out to find a funeral
No one died, I was waiting
None will rise, dawn is beautiful
Underground, I will hunt you down

I went out to find a funeral
No one died, I was waiting
None will rise, dawn is beautiful
Underground, I will haunt you

I went out to find a funeral
No one died, I was waiting
None will rise, dawn is beautiful
Underground, I will hunt you down