Letra de Reptar, King Of The Ozone - The Devil Wears Prada

Bring it to your lips and experience the sulfur infect everything that we've created.
Don't twist this around.
Don't attempt to justify what we know is wrong.
Tendons are torn and screams are released into a poisoned, mathematic atmosphere.

We're composing our funeral songs, note (note) note by note (by note) x2

With this I declare that tomorrow is an illusion.

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What if the clouds are fragments of mistakes,
fabricated by the factories of our foolishness?
Foolishness

We're composing our funeral songs, note (note) note by note (by note) x2

Prove me wrong