Dead as dead can be
 
Wake up and see
I'm dead as dead can be
The doctor told me.
Some day, I'll get up, I'll get up and walk away
Wake up, face me
Don't play dead, cause baby,
I'll spit at your feet and say-
'you f**king disappoint me.'

Dead as dead can be,
Cold and to far away to see
A brief and vague reflection
Of what could and might still be,
In Amsterdam the tulips have all grayed
I wait for you to face me,
Don't play the fool cause,
I'm waiting to spit at your feet and shout-
'you fuc*king disappoint me!'

Cold and uncaring the scene
A scene of misery
The paramedic tell thee
'Dead as dead can be.'
But some day I'll get out of the morgue and pay
The way to fame and fortune
With a brain as hot as sin,
Yeah some day I'll find you to say
'You disappoint me
Baby, you disappoint me.'

By MorrigonChild

© 2006 MorrigonChild (All rights reserved)

 

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