Lyrics DTM - Alan Vega

DTM

Hey, is dead
Yea, c’mon
This with the rag drafts
This a tragedy
Ehh, This with no justice
Ahh, Life is no joke
It stays of pure evil
Hey, sometimes it’s angst soul
DTM, Dead To Me
DTM, Dead To Me
the fools make the rules
It’s all German engineerin'
Riches and bitches
Live with the of Crips
The dead cut is runnin'
Yea, runnin' through your gold
The dead got decorations
Ride off the wall, gang bang
DTM, Dead To Me
DTM, Dead To Me
The, heavenly drinks
Frenzy, knee deep
Ehh, In
Gasoline, gasoline
Ehh, the marigold marine
Is livin' with regress
Livin' in the hole, sewer
Livin' in the hole, sewer
DTM, Dead To Me
DTM, Dead To Me
The creature’s dead
The man is dead
Silence with the Christmas bongs
Who’s that saint, gone
Got nothin', no soul sadness
It’s you, it’s you
Sometimes
DTM