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You feel your life fading away Feel your life fading away You Feel your life fading away Am I dreaming or am I awake You feel your life fading away As your strength's hard to slip through Your fingers you're waiting You pray that you won't feel no pain But you're calm though It's dark cause it's soft just like velvet And day of life you've been walking around With this helmet of cotton Covering your nose and your mouth Well to hell with this rotten life Cause in fact this ain't life Man I'm dead with my senses intact I can see but I can't understand what's infront of my eyes I can feel but I can't tell the love from the lies I can taste But I can appreciate and when I touch they confuse it with hate and pre-rape And I'm moving so slow but when I turn up the tempo On the temperature from my pencil to the damn plate or my literature Right now I gotta come out alive like I've never lived like before Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn me on babe I'm burnin' ? Letras de cancionesThe furnace the thermostat can't even count in when The grease ? just bounce with it! Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn up the bass music's blazing let's drown in it The next vers is coming in wont you help me to count it in Drowning by numbers, is the title The title wave struck me deep down in my slumber With the pillow book tucked underneath all the covers Like a million in a mattress, like a ? my masters And forgot where I put them but as I sidetracked never mind that Just erase and rewind that (rewind) We're still drowning by numbers With the greener way scenery And a somber ensamble We're fools in a pool of despair when We're pulling each other down gasping for air We're too cool to be bothered don't ask If we care we just turn up the pace and then crash in your rear (come on) Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn me on babe I'm burnin' ? The furnace the thermostat can't even count in when The grease ? just bounce with it Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn up the bass music's blazing let's drown in it The next vers is coming in wont you help me to count it in It's the final countdown and we stir up Europe Like our private compound Export CD's to the west push the vinyls south down MP3's in the east kill all rivalling sounds (we for real?) Now we buggin' we turn down the pace Just in case you be thuggin' and sippin' (syrup) If you're mixing this (ugh), it's the heaviest (stuff) Boast size the atlantic the deadliest drug Already screwed and chopped up so when my new ship pops up Make sure to ? fast before my crew gets locked up for possession And trafficking dressed it in packages dressed up as passengers Messed up your casual dress Airplane food tray in your lap X-ray new trace in your lab Next day that tracy gets had He's pushing up daisies My LP's a smash Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn me on babe I'm burnin' ? The furnace the thermostat can't even count in when The grease ? just bounce with it Turn up the pace and then turn it on down again Turn up the bass music's blazing let's drown in it The next vers is coming in wont you help me to count it in (Thanks to Flawz for these lyrics) From Letras Mania