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• Artiste: Society's Finest
• Titre: Dead People
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Fill my eyes with the burning storm I fall down and dream dreams The wisdom consumes my sin The demons hold me Here's my dead and I bleed tears My thoughts are killing themselves The angels hate the emptiness Quietness I whisper my sickness with poisoned breath The demon holds me only to feel my heart I'll take my arms and my legs but will you break them? I spit my tongue over the cold sky Here's my head placed two feet across And the coal I use to burn my eyes It hurts to cry I use tears to paint my pictures To hide my sin So he cannot see I cover my eyes with broken hearts It's shattering when they realize nothing is forever Hide my dead from the emptiness I have Your child is tired Where do I sit Because I lie down in your green pastures with the rivers of pain Nothing ever ends when you play with demons