Afterhours - Pop k**s Your Soul lyrics

d**h of the form our dreams would have attained d**h of the will, desire and dismay like a nazi mith of red eternal youth 'till nothing is what you think of pop k**s your soul just like everything else does we fancied and we expected, we are all the same and we all get so ban*l, and we all making the same talks 'bout years of collapsing we missunderstend leaking down through my hands pop k**s your soul...as everything else has done I'm seven years old, listen to the song you were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone I 'member the rage your face disintegrated and the fear that I would not ehy! hate it pop k**s your soul...as everything else has done (Grazie a cristina per questo testo)