Red Harvest - Junk-o-rama lyrics
Cold so cold No hope no sense of being alive Another empty day filled with Empty Rituals Cold Broken sleep Broken mind Broken peace Broken bodies I want I need I'm gonna Tear it all apart Cold so cold
Cold so cold No hope no sense of being alive Another empty day filled with Empty Rituals Cold Broken sleep Broken mind Broken peace Broken bodies I want I need I'm gonna Tear it all apart Cold so cold