Inspection 12 - Post Mortem lyrics

Depressed. A series of unlawful acts dedicated to you. Grow up, but don't forget the times we spent. And now they're gone. You feel the pain. You're trembling. Oh, not again. Bye-bye to us. Who's gonna pay? Yeah-yeah-yeah. Silence has been broken. My life is destroyed. Goodnight, all good people. This is something I can't avoid. A mess to clean. A masterpiece: Monet's farewell to modern greed. A ma** cliche of red champagne. Domestic wives are now in pain. Yeah-yeah-yeah.