Testo di Amputate

No more escaping Overcast Go past No money No money Tragic derelict cornered watches over Down the street junkie sits holds a gun waiting for a fix Light strikes on a bar Derelict turns vigilante Shot gun count take high Brains blown away Now floating high At peace Brains blown up Climbing high Falls back down Leaving stonehenge blacktop Burning Pulse burnt Blue charred butchers Concave Take own life We've done the best opposite Toward, toward a new Now shot cut up newspaper Come down a height Drug keeping sour Hypersen- Self des-