Original lyrics
ENYou should know
All that I say comes out from the mouth of a deadman
I'm not one of
those egomaniac sunglasses from the goth subway
Laugh Choke Laugh
I understand your despair, I'm only not interested
You don't know the things I'm into
That would make a monk out of you
One day you're gonna look back
And see the ghosts of your company
It's not your fault
These are the days when flesh and blood
Are dangerous to touch
I'm fine now
I didn't bought my atheism with daddy's money
We should listen to our mothers
A little crime leads to another
I'ts on the Bible: you can't trust your bro.
I'm a shadowmaker and you need some light
I've nothing for you, get out of my sight
Run back to your goon squad and read it well:
I'm no longer among your living pals.
