| Two brains in my head, my mind is out of control
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| Looking for blood, looking for meat
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| I see your minced body under cover of the night
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| Pale, like the moon above
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| Trembling hands, sweat on my lips
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| Can’t believe it, can’t believe
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| I’m posessed, posessed
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| Pure water washes the death away
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| Cleans my conscience, my conscience
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| Dawn is coming smashes me to the ground
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| Brings me back, to reality, to reality
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| Demons are exhausted in the glaring light
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| Tiredness grabbs at me embraces me so deep.
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| It’s a normal day in a normal life until the coming night
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| Desiccated dreams, created by the devil
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| My body on a pyre
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| Defaced, past recognition
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| A sudden fall into an endless hole in front of me No one’s holding me back, no one’s hearing my scream
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| The eyes wide opened, there’s nothing to clamp
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| To stop my fall
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| Harsh taste on my tongue
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| It strangles my throat, it strangles my throat
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| Now lying here awake
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| The eyes still closed, it’s time to go
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| I take my knife beside me Without sense of direction a stumble through the streets
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| A vicious circle, no one can escape
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| I’m a slave of myself, a slave of my psyche
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| Night by night, the bloodthirstiness is unchanged
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| The ground is coloured in red.
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| It’s a normal day in a normal life until the coming night |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dementia. Funker Vogt Remix, artist - In Strict Confidence. Album song Collapse, in the genre Электроника