Текст (слова) песни: The Bled - Dale Earnhardt`s Seatbelt
The signal flares will light the way to the scene of the accident, where we`ll dance like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth. Such a sick celebration. Everyone loves a tragedy in epic proportions. Lets set our hearts at self-destruct. Like scarlet drips on a white tile floor. A cardiac metronome. We`ll scrape the guardrail from our teeth and start again. There`s a flood in the infirmary where we`ll swim through broken glass. Our prosthetic limbs will keep us afloat. Lets set our hearts at self-destruct.
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