Liquid Lyrics by Rad Pitt
I’ll be on my own
Walk on go so slow
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I’ll be on my own
Walk on go so slow
I won’t bash my head against the wall
I don’t beat my chest when I do fall
Light a match my friend
Set fire to the roof
The masses gather in the fields
The congregation call from the hill
Crestfallen shadows of man (We are the blood receivers)
Palms open waiting for the damned (Bring back the dead believers)
Worthless
Love lost
I won’t give anything
And I won’t feel ashamed
Please dispose
Of your waste
Face in the dark
Prey, for the perfect moment
Turning on the TV I see a terrible sight
What’s this smug prick doing back on my satellite?