there's a blood stain on the floor by the door where your whole world fell and died. there's a silent chair in the corner of the room where you sat
Vertimas: Strung Out. Pelenai.
there's a blood stain on the floor by the door where your whole world fell and died. there's a silent chair in the corner of the room where you sat alone
I need new feet, these are all worn out I need a new head cause I'm all strung out I pull my hair, I scream and shout to no one I need to find a way to
anything out of the blue I want an axe to break the ice I wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, fun to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out
silenced song Solitude, another kind of strong I miss you, another strung along Missing in action Another page is blackened burned Turned, ashes to ashes
did anything out of the blue Want an ax to break the ice, I wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know major Tom's a junky Strung out
I never did anything out of the blue Want an axe to break the ice Wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out
shut yourself away Oooooh, yeah You're strung out, baby Yes you are Strung out, yeah Flowers on the grave I'm calling your name Ashes in the
I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet its glowing Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heavens
hair But I'm hoping to quit but this planet it's glowing, glowing, glowing, glowing, glowing, glowing, glowing... Ashes to ashes, fun to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out
above my turret Slither spiraling banister down a hide My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out
above those ashes without hot air balloons floatin' their four passenger baskets and I'm asking you to let a captive lacerate a caption splash out massive
night Yo, gimme that shit, you fuckin' bald headed bastard What the evil nasty access? Mad shit to burn the acids So ashes to ashes raps with the ghetto
from the teeth Of those beasts that had come To tear out her spells in red lettered cells Wherein even the crown prince of Hell Come out of his arrogant
out of the blue, woh-o-oh Want an axe to break the ice Wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know major tom's a junkie Strung out
Judgment Night!!! Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard! What the Evil Nastee Access? Mad shit to burn the acids! So ashes to ashes
