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letra de crawling - alla xul elu

[verse 1: billy obey]
yeah
i am nothing but a man filled with evil thoughts (haha)
to h-ll we go holding hands it’s even odds
i see so many see so many feel they need to rot
i put that barrel in their face it’s like they’re seeing god
somehow i feel as if i’m pursuing a moment of gratification right now
dragging your body into the bas-m-nt (haha)
better yet to the cellar (haha)
henrietta awaits them but don’t worry your life is nothing
but what you make of it
the blood of christ is in this cup – you care to take a sip
all the scum and all the sl-ts i can taste their lips
i- i didn’t wanna be normal
i- i didn’t wanna be like this
i- i live for the moment
hope any second it might end (haha)
in a blaze of glory
i know satan’s waiting for me
but it’s hunky dory cutting you up into chunks it’s gory
dumping them into the trunk for sorting
my life i’m tryna set them pieces straight but it’s impossible when all you believe is hate

[chorus: billy obey and joe black]
who you call upon
who you praying to
all my life i feel i’m crawling just to make it through
i don’t think you wanna go where i’ma take us to
i don’t think you wanna go where i’ma take us
who you call upon
who you praying to
all my life i feel i’m crawling just to make it through
i don’t think you wanna go where i’ma take us to
i don’t think you wanna go
[verse 2: joe black]
they say that i’m a sinner
they say your satan’s host i’m going to h-ll they’re going to heaven
that’s what they suppose
all the while they dance around the fire with the paper souls
how they confusing you with the chaos that they control
they want a revolution afterwards they burn the rebels
but when your life is h-ll i guess that you can choose your devils
you better choose a side before it’s too late
or try suicide that’s the great escape
wrap that rope around ya neck and take that step
there’ll be no more haters
there’ll be no more pain
if you just take that razor across your veins
i’m feeling awful often no god today
put me in my coffin let me rot away
so serve your maker better serve him well
you wash his feet or you’ll burn in h-ll
to serve in heaven or to burn in h-ll

[verse 4: joe black]
pray to i
say amen to me
just wait to die like it’s meant to be
let fate decide, will i hang or bleed?
all the pain inside, gotta set it free

- alla xul elu

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