letra de room for the dead - a plea for purging
there’s a battle for my soul between god, the devil, and rock n roll and when my head hits the sheets my feet will hit the ground running to heaven before the devil knows i’m dead. this place is a waiting room. hoarding the diseased, waiting their turn. sicker and sicker i wait and wait. i feel my lungs becoming numb. this place is a deadly room, culturing disease, waiting to burn. pacing and pacing i wait and wait. i feel my legs becoming numb. doctor i’ve got this lump in my throat. it’s not the cigarettes that stunt my growth. there’s voices inside my head. i need the medicine. who will win the battle for my soul between god, the devil, and rock n roll and when my head hits the sheets my feet are tired of running. murdered or the murderers, we’re all the same. kingsmen or the poorly dressed, we’re p-wns in this game.
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