| Pillars of Tomorrow, Piles of Yesterday |
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| Wheelchair drawn chariot |
| Marking time near the sun |
| Earthworms laughter |
| Under wood I carve fingers on. |
| Kicking back with the shakes |
| Face down in the snow |
| Insane from drinking |
| Wash my hands off you |
| Like a whore in a candy store |
| Touch whatever’s within reach |
| Six times more filling than you rmouth of rotten teeth |
| Find myself cheering for your abuse |
| Like I’m ringside behind close doors |
| With a press hat and cigarette |
| Boys run from the cockeyed girl |
| Held down by your dreams |
| Delusions of self sufficiency |
| I’ve seen what’s wrong with you |
| You’re a fuckin' junkie with a record for christsakes |
| Nobody wants a crackwhore dipping her cock soaked hand in the till |
| Thought nobody would notice, didn’t you? |
| Well I fucking did. |
Lyrics Pillars of Tomorrow, Piles of Yesterday - Beaten Back To Pure
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Song from the album: The Burning South
In the genre:Иностранный рок
Release date:05.07.2009
Song language:English
Record label:This Dark Reign
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