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Take them out for a Sunday driveOut in the woods they can't survivePut them in their little liesIt won't be long before they dieWalking dead in Sunday clothesPicking up dirt like no-one knowsMindless garbage fills their headsHey, tomorrow you'll wake up deadSomebody hates you, you must know?Getting the axe, as they saying goes.Doesn't matter much, when you don't look back,But your faith's on the line and your boots are not tight.Smells like a death wagon, it's hot here.It's so easy when you just don't care.Severed you soul, and the devil is mad,Piece it together before it all breaks.They say it's really going to happen.I say it's really going to happen.He, he you and me,Are you not he?He you and me.They say it's really going to happen.I say it's really going to happen.Letras de cancionesAgain, and again. Just having a ball.It's difficult when your at a lossBear in mind, it's a birthday yearThey're double faced, they don't know what's trueIt's not easy to say goodbye,Tomorrow never comes and no-one knows whyMaking waves, he never gets anywhere.You're better off where you're not dead everyday.They say it's really going to happen.I say it's really going to happen.They say it's really going to happen.I say it's really going to happen.He, he you and meAre you not he?He you and meThey say it's really going to happen.I say it's really going to happen.He, he you and meAre you not he?He you and me From Letras Mania