Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Plunge, artist - Deserters. Album song The Slow Rythyms of a Dead-Beat, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 10.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mediaskare
Song language: English
The Plunge |
I am a: prisoner of my imagination, trapped, tortured and going mad. |
Lost |
all sense of direction, when I lost all that I had. |
Moving onward and |
upward, the race to fade to black. |
I’ve found a way out of here and I’m |
never coming back. |
Fuck the world… take my life back. |
Fuck the world… the |
race to fade to black. |
Throw myself from the highest rooftop, face up, to |
perpetuate my fall from grace. |
Sunlight slipping through my fingertips. |
My |
soul and body rot in the same place. |
602−52−8353 is all I will ever be. |
Nine numbers: identifiable only by blood on the concrete and a crooked set |
of teeth. |
Take me back. |
Death is what I’m after. |
I’m not afraid anymore. |
Can you hear my laughter? |
Fuck the world. |
My soul and body rot in the same place. |