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I don't want to live my life again
Ovako stoje stvari-Dosta mi je što sam malo lupež, malo Bog/Dosta mi je tog svijeta dosadnog/Zbogom svijete, spustit ću rolete/Popit ću tablete, spavat ću ko dijete/Isključio sam zvono, ne kucaj na vrata/Piše na papiru: "Pusti me na miru".
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Život=zabluda
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Pet Semetary
Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows, No one cares, nobody knows.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
Chorus
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dancee, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life again, oh oh
Post je objavljen 28.04.2007. u 23:09 sati.