Noise Unit - Atrocity Obsession - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Noise Unit - Atrocity Obsession lyrics

Artist: Noise Unit

album: Deviator

I'm ten dollars from the scalding sun
All dressed up 'cos I've had my fun
My dreams smell like gasoline
The DDR and a radar screen
I joined hands with the damned
I swear the crime was never planned
I keep my tongue upon the salt
With my eyes down I say 'not my fault'
Through the trap door
Where you cannot hide
In the underworld
Where you come alive
Obsession and atrocity
Feed my animosity
Press your dreams onto my skin
Don't say no let the Devil in
Bleed for me my toxic twin
Let the Dеvil in
Feed my pain God please don't stop
Pull that chain and close that lock
Feed my pain God plеase don't stop
Pull that chain and close that lock
I saw your face at the execution
Clapping your hands for the new solution
The stampede of the living dead
I never heard a word that you said

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