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The Ballad Of A Dead Man
There's a storm coming down Right above my head There's no place to be a home But all I need is a bed I quit all good manners and start to feel alive, instead
I regret some things I've done, But I stopped to be haunted I'm a mess wearing pants But you don't have to look after 'Cause there's nothing, no more My day won't be spoiled
And i thought that limbo comes after the grave Now, i see the freedom i got you can't take
I was locked from inside, pretending to have a life But, somehow, I think it's done Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Lies under my tomb the troubles I've made my own Resting around my bones
All the bohemian suburbs They are not in grief Beside their wall I found some relief Everything is fine In this drunken eternity
And i thought that limbo comes after the grave Now, i see the freedom i got you can't take
I was locked from inside, pretending to have a life But, somehow, I think it's done Lies under my tomb the troubles I've made my own Resting around my bones
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