Letras
Dark days in a dark place
Need to get loaded up
On a diet of infanticide
Long face in a sad place
Sink another wish again
The TV's a Babylon suicide
So we take, yeah we hate
And a fake pulp fiction is the story of our lives
Erased with ice creams
Wrapped up in celluloid
Gotta get a message to you
The other side keeps breaking on through
Gotta get a message to you
Time you learned to hate the world that hates you
Doesn't matter if you don't wanna make a conversation
About the alien invasion
Small talk from a small corner
Where lost sanity's a game we never get to play
So we break what we make
And a fake pulp fiction is the story of our lives
Erased with ice creams
Wrapped up in celluloid
Gotta get a message to you
The other side keeps breaking on through
Gotta get a message to you
Time you learned to hate the world that hates you
Dark days in a dark place
Need to get loaded up
On a diet of infanticide
Gotta get a message to you
The other side keeps breaking on through
Gotta get a message to you
Time you learned to hate the world that
Gotta get a message to you
The other side keeps breaking on through
Gotta get a message to you
Time you learned to hate the world that hates you