Letras
Yeah, who will survive, and what will be left of them?
Apocalyptic dreams see the ordinary madness
Who will survive, and what will be left of them?
I never lock the dogs when the wolf is in the darkness
Come on, come on, the mother-er's on fire
He cut through the bone, he cut through the wire
Come on, come on, the mother-er's on fire
He cut through the bone, he cut through the wire
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Who will survive, and what will be left of them?
Into another world, number nine bring the death in
Who will survive, and what will be left of them?
Loser take it all, getting high on the kick in
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