Afterhours - Pop Kills Your Soul (Pop Kills Your Soul ) lyrics
[Afterhours - Pop Kills Your Soul Pop Kills Your Soul lyrics]
Death of the form our
Dreams would have attained
Death of the will, desire and dismay
Like a nazi mith of red eternal youth
'till nothing is what you think of
Pop kills your soul
Just like everything else does
We fancied and we expected
We are all the same and we all get so banal
And we all making the same talks
'bout years of collapsing we missunderstend
Leaking down through my hands
Pop kills your soulas everything
Else has done
I'm seven years old, listen to the song
You were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone
I 'member the rage your face disintegrated
And the fear that I would not ehy! hate it
Pop kills your soulas everything
Else has done
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Dreams would have attained
Death of the will, desire and dismay
Like a nazi mith of red eternal youth
'till nothing is what you think of
Pop kills your soul
Just like everything else does
We fancied and we expected
We are all the same and we all get so banal
And we all making the same talks
'bout years of collapsing we missunderstend
Leaking down through my hands
Pop kills your soulas everything
Else has done
I'm seven years old, listen to the song
You were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone
I 'member the rage your face disintegrated
And the fear that I would not ehy! hate it
Pop kills your soulas everything
Else has done
(Grazie a cristina per questo testo)
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