Star Fucking Hipsters

S.F.H. Theme
It's been so long Since we were young Our bodies whither & fail Our loneliness is sung Start Fucking Hipsters Start Fucking trees Start Fucking the extra mile Tortured death is the new dis-ease The aftermath The rotting lungs The cancer grows To blot out the sun Start Fucking Hipsters Start Fucking trees Start Fucking the extra mile Tortured death is the new dis-ease When your cells are dividing There's no use in hiding Bacteria's inside us Along with tinnitus All the bombs were exploding There's no use in holding Letras de cancionesThe pages of bibles & other such trifles When your cells are dividing There's no use in hiding Bacteria's inside us Along with tinnitus All the bombs were exploding There's no use in holding The pages of bibles & other such trifles Star Hipsters die alone Star Hipsters die alone Star Hipsters die alone Star Hipsters die alone Alone From Letras Mania