Plague Vendor
My Tongue Is So Treacherous
It's the same situation every dayThey walk and talk and go one wayWith no vacation or service payNot thinking about tomorrow, only todayBecoming zombies of the darkest dayInflicted by numbness, paralysis painThis suicidal syndrome will have them walking the sameYou can feast upon the living, enjoy a diet of brainsCerebral assassins, welcome to the plagueNow that I'm awake I can finally hear my own voiceThere's a man standing there like, "boy you got a choice" he says"You can go back to sleep," I say, "wait, stop I like thatCause in my dreams I got 22s on my black Cadillac"All the mothers are crying, "somebody stole my diamonds"All the mothers, they scream
From Letras Mania