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• Artiste: o'death
• Titre: Angeline
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The leaves have turned, Your ways haved burned Your naked flesh against the sun. Your walls are bare You're huddled there Ignoring everyone. But on your own, Your kids have grown And left you to waste away yourself. You long to eat, But your stubborn feet Have left nothing on the shelf. Angeline, Angeline, All your friends on their hands and knees Tired of your tragedies And standing on your bones tonight, Dressed up in the pale new light, Surrounded by the tall grass waving with bare brown trees. What a bad sight Your corpse is lined And laid out for everyone to see. Now the snow has come Falling on everyone And making steam when you pee Now they've put you in the ground About six feet down And left you to rot in your dirt cave shell Now the worms they feed On your fragile feet As you walk your naked path to hell Angeline, Angeline, All your friends on their hands and knees Tired of your tragedies And standing on your bones tonight, Dressed up in the pale new light, Surrounded by the tall grass waving with bare brown trees.