letra de new black volume - bus
i heard the sad words, the words of people. people hated being born gods, weak gods. fond of vanity and misery. scouts of evil, filth of the earth, sometimes glorious and some-times worshiped as gods. k!ller greedy ignorant and malicious. unsmiling morose
i owe myself to the unknown people with a crown on the head. black crown dark fount, of my nativity in white evil. snakes beyond my fearless lips, i dream the truth in solitude and fall again and again and again. i see the end and die tomorrow
i feel lonely, you feel lovely, i feel empty
you feel lovely, i feel lonely, you feel s-xy
i heard the sad words, the words of people. with a crown on the head black crown dark fount of vanity and misery. scouts of evil filth of the earth my fearless lips, i dream the truth in solitude sometimes glorious sometimes i fall again and i’ll die morose
i feel lonely, you feel lovely, i feel empty
you feel lovely, i feel lonely, you feel s-xy
i’ve got to fight, believe me i tried
i hate you
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