Der kleine Lord
2019 · single
La Petite Mort/Little Death - Glasa şarkı sözleri
Sanatçı: La Petite Mort/Little Death
albüm: Disco
There is not enough medicine for stomach pain
I swallow everything down
There is not enough medicine for stomach pain
I spit
Help is now denied
And the last lights are dancing
Tired feet, tender hearts
Take this moment
It is more than pleasant
Roaring applause for the dying beast
Throwing up
Throwing up
Laughing and sweating blood.
Sweating blood
What is left of an honest face?
When it does see the thing we can't take our eyes of
It's not our purpose
Life? Is this worthless?
I swallow everything down
There is not enough medicine for stomach pain
I spit
Help is now denied
And the last lights are dancing
Tired feet, tender hearts
Take this moment
It is more than pleasant
Roaring applause for the dying beast
Throwing up
Throwing up
Laughing and sweating blood.
Sweating blood
What is left of an honest face?
When it does see the thing we can't take our eyes of
It's not our purpose
Life? Is this worthless?
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