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Sons of Elvis - Formaldehyde lyrics
I'm kind of in a messed up situation stretched out in a warm pool of my blood shot through with a bullet from my own gun trying to pull my body off the slab Im tied up on just dont let it ever be said i wont come back when im dead get you up in the middle of the night and drag your body out of bed chorus: Rolling over In my grave I hear you say "he won't be back too soon" Keep digging my way up from the hole you've got me in I wont be back too soon Sick bones in my body got tired of moving. Dead eyes roll back behind my brain. Don't mind the color of my cold skin, Just lucky that i don't have to feel. No more pain. dont let it ever be said that i wont come back when im dead and get you up in the middle of the night and kick your ass right out of bed Chorus Rolling over etc. repeat until I wont be backk too soon too soon |
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