Song | Only The Ridiculous Will Survive |
Artist | Hell Is For Heroes |
Album | Hell Is for Heroes |
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You are myself in some one else’s head | |
Fragments | |
I can no longer fit | |
Touching something | |
Far out of reach, close as | |
I can Is this what you call consciousness | |
Between the chills and fits of rage | |
Come lay your hand upon my head | |
Your ice cold eyes so full of life | |
And death |
You are myself in some one else' s head | |
Fragments | |
I can no longer fit | |
Touching something | |
Far out of reach, close as | |
I can Is this what you call consciousness | |
Between the chills and fits of rage | |
Come lay your hand upon my head | |
Your ice cold eyes so full of life | |
And death |
You are myself in some one else' s head | |
Fragments | |
I can no longer fit | |
Touching something | |
Far out of reach, close as | |
I can Is this what you call consciousness | |
Between the chills and fits of rage | |
Come lay your hand upon my head | |
Your ice cold eyes so full of life | |
And death |