d--4- d-0-
a--5- a-2-
We have no future heaven wasn't made for me
we burn ourselves to hell as fast as it can be
and I wish that I could be a king then I'd know that I am not alone
Maggots put on shirts sell each others shit
sometimes I feel so worthless sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman
Death is the priest
Death is the stereo
Death is a TV
Death is the Tarot
Death is an angel and
Death is our God
killing us all
she puts the seeds in me plant this dying tree
she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
she puts the seeds in me plant this dying tree
she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
Riff