METHANAL DOLL

Lyrics
[Verse 1] What a sweet dream Woken up To the stark reality That money follows us Right down to the grave Death by dollar No escape We Become Objects Useless Inert Dead Products Abject Selflesh Let me rot Unless you own some Piece of land You will never return to the earth again You will burn down to ash City morgue, plastic bag We Become Objects Useless Inert Dead Products Abject Sеlflesh Let me rot What do wе give in return When even our bodies Don't turn back to dirt They just lay in a box Like methanal dolls We Become Objects Useless Inert Dead Products Abject Selflesh Let me rot Useless Lifeless Little doll Object Selflesh Let me rot
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Credits
- Writers
- Margaret Chardiet