Текст (слова) песни: Infected - Eternal Questiuns Of Existence
Run away from hell Please,excuse my smell Listen,now I`m dead Fuck my if I sad
CHORUS:
Why You have to give You`ve to forgive You have to live
I can fly around Pleaced of the ground I can see my friends Frig their balls with hands
CHOURS
It`s my funeral Ican see it all
Look - it`s me in this coffin,I`m deaad All this bastards pretend as thay sad Fuck my aunt,It`s so terrible sound Oh,It`s me,I`m at least under ground
You know what I mean It feel like in dream You free and don`t care What stuff you`ve to wear Come on join me my friend You`ll find promised land This bastards will suck We`ll newer could give a fuck...
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