Send "Famine Or Disease" Ringtone to your Cell


You got a need to suffer

Prepare to duck and cover

It's coming to you

Words are unnecessary

When you are dead and buried

Does it matter to you?
You've got a need to suffer

Set fire to your lover

It's coming to you

No sense of precedent that

Hate is the evidence that

It all points to you

You cant view the shoreline from the sea
Now I wondered through the day

This fucking look upon my face

Blessed are the ones who help me on my way

Now you're better off dead
You've got a need to suffer

Set fire to your brother

It's coming to you

No sense of precedent that

Hate is the evidence that

It all points to you

You can't tell famine from disease
Now I wondered through the day

This fucking look upon my face

Blessed are the ones who help me on my way

Now you're better off dead
You turn it off cos it turns you on

We all burn up under the sun

We're looking for you, I said

We're looking for you

You turn it off cos it turns me on

We all burn up under the sun

We're looking for you, I said

We're fucking looking for you

What's wrong again?

What's wrong again?

It's our chance to make you suffer

We're looking for you
Now I wondered through the day

This fucking look upon my face

Blessed are the ones who help me on my way

Now you're better of dead, dead, dead



Send "Famine Or Disease" Ringtone to your Cell

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