A Suburb to Hell

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] Death is near, need the drugs Poisoned blood Transfuse death, toxemia Transfix the veins [Chorus] Overdose by a shot Makes you dead Funeral, no one cries You are alone [Post-Chorus] Land of dead Has taken your soul Eradicates Your moribund fate [Verse 1] Exonerate your head Start to live a life Erroneous erudition Is left behind [Verse 2] Purgatorial blood in the chest Epitaph describes natural death The trepidation stopped long ago Got a real job, forgot the past Drugs can change a life To an inner devastation Drugs can make you high But also make you dead [Guitar Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Death is near, need the drugs Poisoned blood Transfuse death, toxaemia Transfix the veins [Chorus] Overdose by a shot Makes you dead Funeral, no one cries You are alone [Post-Chorus] Land of the dead Has taken your soul Eradicates Your moribund fate