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Death Angel Bored

hell Plans to buy and dreams to sell Sitting by myself Living life and loving life But something bothers me What to do, I can't believe I'm bored,

Fordítás: Death Angel. Unott.

more detonation And right here, right now All the way in Battery City The little children raise their open, filthy palms Like tiny daggers up to heaven And all the JuV halls and the Ritalin rats Ask angels

the dark at the mirror The witch told me my girlfriend was a demon, and all this fallin' in love shit, I'm dreamin' and it's pain to the angels if I don

[Eyedea] I got a little story to tell See it was September 1st, 1999, the day of my death My back was on the cold concrete as I take my last breath Saw

life The king of kings - left of your own device The ones who thought to walk in light will freeze to death in the endless night! The angels: The Goddess

more detonation And right here, right now All the way in Battery City The little children raise their open, filthy palms Like tiny daggers up to heaven And all the JuV halls and the Ritalin rats Ask angels

And darkness couldn't seize it The light is shut in darkness It's the shining The shining I don't want to hold this cross anymore I'm bored to death

come home from the garage, I see him climbing through the window. [Martin Harrison] Aha! [Amos Hart] With my wife Roxie lying there, sleeping like an angel