Текст песни: Dead Meat + перевод

Blank looks that stare into thin air

Shiny plastic chairs, left-overs

A theme of one spit in two

I almost did surprise you

But now it’s a dead end

Next to the dead meat

Can I recommend myself

To blend into your drink

Everything I know and feel

Is stuck in spider web

Here within, but this is not the real life

So cut it out with a butchers knife

A price on your head and the words

To drill a deep hole

The bodies are painted red

The language to play another role

The impact of weaving a nest

Made of barbed-wire fence

The rafe to pierce both heart and sense

So deep within, but thats not the real life

Better cut it out with a butchers knife

Now it’s a dead end

Next to the dead meat

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