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• Artiste: Locracy
• Titre: 6 ft. Undercover
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6 ft. Undercover Corpse dug up, all holes molested Dead flesh in vein, Necrophiliac on the loose The fifteenth time, Graveyards a mess Cops resignate, the graveyard sees more action than a whorehouse How to catch, a corpse lover, you need a bait hot cadaver, our hero jumps in to save the day This hero is no clever one, a village idiot more or less His mental strength is by far succeeded by his motivation to rise and shine Dress-up to look like a corpse Get buried, that’s not insane A trap so wrong it could work Well that just sounds like a plan The idiot in the coffin lurks, the air decline not in mind, he’s slowly passing out — he’s passing out Trapped in his trap, a death so unnoticed and full of irony — full of irony Free but sore he wakes, he lost his virginity to his rescuer — to his savior Life is so disturbing as we crave for appreciation the loudest Ego- centrics rule the center of attention which creates small minded Zombies with constant craving for a piece of recognition for a Fake and shallow happiness in the spotlight of disgust 6 ft. Undercover, 6 ft. Undercover, 6 ft. Undercover His loneliness is what he fights by searching for a bigger self, more acceptance and a little pride Desperation is fueling is aspirations and his battle for his little chance to rise New try the same routine, an idiot in the coffin slowly passing out — slowly passing out. Stuffed from behind, he wakes up because someone’s pounding hard — someone’s pounding hard Hole weak but glad, he caught the villain he’s gonna be a hero now - a hero now It’s a sexy bait, one gaze and he finds himself in love — oh so in love Chorus Fame is just a fuckin’ empty …. Shell! A choice was made he loved the bait aspirations gone for the sake of romance Who wants to be a lonely hero just to read their name in the paper Fifteen minutes of fame won’t last as long as a lifetime of happiness Attention whores go down so fast after a life of misery Necrophiliac never caught The one who stopped him unknown Graveyard back in his best shape A suspicious couple takes a walk and smiles about the old times When the friends were foes Now they live happy ever after Beyond the public they rose