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OVER YOUR DEAD BODY

 

OVER YOUR DEAD BODY

(album: A Call To The Void - 2023)


You're the Jesus of nowhere
Mistaken grandeur
A fucking twat that stabbed my back and screwed me over
Do us a favour and disappear
You think you walk on water but it's piss all over your shoes
See you next Tuesday, I'm on a rampage
A hungry hypocrite that played me like a board game
Liar, liar, you're on fire, roll you up and make me higher
I'm broken, blue and bruised 'cause I'm waking from the nightmares of you
(You know how the story goes, true colours they always show)

Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body

What a cheapskate using your mates
Does acting like a fake not hurt
Your conscience like a toothache
I guess you don't care, a living nightmare
You think in Piccadilly's gutter, you'll find fountains of youth?
Unholy, you're problematic, all this shit, so operatic
Oh no, this might be overdramatic but I think that I've had it
So it's time to go manic 'cause you

Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body!

You're the messiah of lies!
Read from the bible of the anti-christ!
Dead-dead, dead-dead, dead-dead
I know you're better off
Dead-dead, dead-dead, dead-dead
I know you're better off dead

Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of your misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body

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