You're not on your own anymore. Set your mind at rest my child, Feel free to cry, feel free to sob. And I dig, Deeper and deeper, Into the water fields
vessels Housing immortal souls But the dead only quickly decay They don't go about being born and reborn And rising and falling like soufflé The dead
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my face, all the angry prophets would know I rand into the wilderness, ran into the cold I screamed why, oh why did I ever run away? Don't disturb those fields
mass suicide among us Convey my crucifix Pleading for release Walk through the fields of the Dead This garden swallowing me Walk through the fields
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it You besta slow yo roll boy Or be found dead in yo Chevy Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy
brain the a chevy all over the radio and ceiling and I'ma hate if for your children when my AK sprays wit yo dome cerebellum all over the passenger seat leavin you dead
When the water comes around us, let?s poison ourselves! put this starfish in your hands and close your eyes again.. GUIDE MY HAND! KEEP IT BY YOUR SIDE
Traduction: La Divine Comédie. The Dead seulement rapidement (The Magnetic Fields).
Traduction: Field Mob. Morts dans votre Chevy.
Traduction: Fields Of The Nephilim. Mais Dead Dreaming.
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showed my face, all the angry prophets would know I rand into the wilderness, ran into the cold I screamed why, oh why did I ever run away? Don't disturb those fields
