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The Last Ten Seconds Of Life
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Wise Blood
Wilted flowers line the way They dance in the mud and sway in the rain They can sense the earthquake Days before I do
I want to be buried In my own Little grave Without any flowers Without any name
Same old story New tragic dance Move with my fingertips Always locked in a trance
Can't drown my pride or hang my head Hound of hell Evil motherfucker I'd rather keep all my conversation for when I'm dead Lone wolf Evil motherfucker
Self hating seeds Planted long before me Have grown to split the center of my being Wise blood Must run through my veins Pumping and swirling Making me sing Wise blood Have no doubt Wise blood Inside and out
Wise blood
Can't drown my pride or hang my head Hound of hell Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Evil motherfucker I'd rather keep all my conversation for when I'm dead Lone wolf Evil motherfucker
Wilted flowers line the way They dance in the mud and sway in the rain They can sense the earthquake Days before I do
I want to be buried In my own Little grave Without any flowers Without any name
Same old story New tragic dance Move with my fingertips Always locked in a trance
Can't drown my pride or hang my head Hound of hell Evil motherfucker I'd rather keep all my conversation for when I'm dead Lone wolf Evil motherfucker
When the sky folds up And then the moon falls down
As the seas dry up To reveal hollow ground
I'll still be me
Wise blood
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