Alice Cooper - I love the dead
Tekst :
I love the dead before they re cold,
Their blueing flesh for me to hold.
Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.
I love the dead before they rise,
No farewells, no goodbyes.
I never even knew your now-rotting face.
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave.
I have other uses for you, Darling.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead so.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I, I love the dead,
I, I love the dead,
I, I love the dead.
I love the dead before they re cold,
Their blueing flesh for me to hold.
Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing. Inne utwory
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When your feathers are soaked and your eyes are too bloody to see,
and you pulled every punch that you had but there s one that you need,
then you ve waited too long,
there s a hole in your heart,
and all you ve become is emotionally overrun.
[Intro:]
Seri, Seri, Seri, Serani!
Everywhere I go they find me
Hypocrites and badminds
Every, every, every, every
Everywhere I Go
They fine me
Hypocrites and badminds
Every every every every
Everywhere I Go they find me
Backstabbers and parasites
[Chorus:]
Some some somebody tell me what
They want from me
Me say ya can t study people
Dem same people a study bare evil
But...
What on earth is going on in my heart
Has it turned as cold as stone
Seems theres days I don t feel anything
Less it cuts me right down to the bone
What on earth is going on in my heart
My oh...
Fuck you all,
you little asses,
fuck you all,
you make me sick,
Fuck you all,
you little asses,
fuck you all,
you make me sick,
Fuck you
Tired of the shit that I learned from school
Tired of...
Now I m all alone, sittin in my room in a corner starring at the wall and I m wishin I was on a mission but I m fishion in an empty bowl cocain got my brain and I m sweatin cause I m ice cold hold on for...