Lost-minded
Blues In D
there'll be a owl - 'sleeping on my grave
waiting - 'for me to sneak out no i wont shout ill be 'struggling & i wont be saved cause i only feel - 'human vanity all day - 'people around me
yea they make howl
my 'lonely graveyard-bound soul
they're just the slaves - of their appetite
they get stoned - on television
and they die with self consious insanity but though im - happy with nausea
bombs explode - that's all ill ever need
to wake me up
and write my blues again
so thank you - mr president
i owe you - the meaning of this song
i hope that you'll
be glad to sing along
Songtexte
masters of war - hard 'rain will fall again
even the pawns - 'can kill the king at chess
you praise your god
but he's just your mind thinking aloud
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