So you're dead now,
shit,
and you're going to hell.
Straight from your marijuana jungles
straight from your lies, your lies, your lies.
You dropped dead fuckin!
It suits you well. You go to hell.
We'll go to hell. I'll go to hell too,
but I know I'm damned
and you never knew.
So you weren't ready to toll the bell
for me it's easy.
From hell to hell
I'm not dancin in marijuana jungles,
I live in concrete mases, stone and glass,
hard like my heart, sharp and clean
with no romantic illusions to changing the world.
I don't lie to myself, that love can cure
because I know I'm alone.
And you fought that every day
you lived, you lied, you lied, you lied, you lied.
You go to hell, suits you well
shit.
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11/08/2006 07:55:00 PM
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