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Bring out your dead, kids, bring out your deadYour sons and daughters, they won't be sparedBecause this virus is just like us and its flames are fanned byClapping handsSo board up your windows, protect your homesTake off your skins, kids, and rest your bonesThere's no protection from infection so your plans won't be that hard to breakBecause in this life, you'll never be free(Alright!)I swear I'll never stray from God, No eclipse, just harbor thoughts of escape, LordOf escape, but it was a lineThe surgeon said before he cutWith delicate assassin's touch"Do you believe, amen? Because science and a steady hand are what you need now."I caved to his charm and he found a veinAnd now this hole in my arm is big enough for all of usIt's not red or blue, but it's filled with dustSo set yourselves, and head due northPallbearers wade on sandy shoresLetras de cancionesFare thee well, friend, farewellYou're gonna be fineI rested on a bed of doubtThe pillows soft, yet still devoutIt's hard, it's hard, it's hard when these thoughts race 'round my head, involuntaryThe melody's sweet, but it's so impureAnd now they fall from these trees,So I did my part and I took a biteOr maybe I was just an easy markOh, it's trueHow I fell in love with things I couldn't seeAnd germs I couldn't treatI fell hard for diseaseBecause it made me feel alive, it made me more alive.If God's always fair, why's His cupboard always bare?It's strange, so strangeHow they pickpocket your graveIt's ok, it's ok, it's alrightI know that they won't get their hands wrapped 'round my soulIt's a paltry sum of the combinations lostAnd it's all I haveIt's trueHow I fell in love with things I couldn't seeAnd germs I couldn't treatI fell hard for diseaseBecause it made me feel alive, it made me more alive.If God's always fair, why's His cupboard always bare? From Letras Mania