Writhen lyrics ( Omnium Gatherum )
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Rate Writhen LyricsArtist : Omnium Gatherum Song : Writhen
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"To get out of smell of mould, to get back on
your feet again - let every
god have his day" - and again the leather is
black as i lie on fragments of
glass, more broke than ever - no more ti amo -
trying not to hate the guts
we all have - 'cause i got the guts and i feel
the guilt - now we still hate
it when we play the part of the greek - vanhaa
suolaa siihen haavaan joka
vuotaa edelleen - and who swore not to let it out
in here just to see the
boots rot away in one's feet - so better ring the
bell of whoredom if it
wants to ring, or just forget all perverse
offerings - the writhing stays
the same even if you got the guts and you feel
the guilt - now we still hate
it when we play the part of the greek - vanhaa
suolaa siihen haavaan joka
vuotaa edelleen - minne sattuu ihmiseen - vanhaa
suolaa siihen haavaan joka
vuotaa edelleen
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