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Lyrics
Singing to a demon I've willingly called Follow after the imprints I'll raise my cupped hands and occupy Walking across the poorly lit street An Art-Deco obsession Little noise I sang out of my mouth You didn't notice the disco bell Psalms of the silent You see only me Obsession in the middle of a burning fire Make a wife Sick fuck, you would do anything, you would do anything Do you support me? This is not a ticket to a good life Pierrot-painted mask Fool of a clown Fool of a clown Fuck off!
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:08
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 49 BPM