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Текст песни Calabrese - Backseat Of My Hearse

Calabrese - Backseat Of My Hearse слова песни




Leather pressed I envy how you scream
Into your hands claw me
Hypnotic hybrid dreams
The howls, they're only gonna be sung

Night seeps into light
I am not allowed to bite
I can only wish for it
I can only wait for the moment of

In the backseat of my hearse
We quit out talking
The moon reveals it curse

Like a horror movie on a friday night
You are not happy with your life
Why do you act like everybody
Music in my blood it's a sinister beat
Demonic deeds and graveyard treats
See u from the stage and we must know
Can we drink your blood after the show

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