Their Teeth Will Be Of Lions - Even a Broken Watch Is Correct Twice a Day lyrics

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Their Teeth Will Be Of Lions - Even a Broken Watch Is Correct Twice a Day lyrics

I breathe heavy and I can see my breath Tick tick, my pocket watch says it's seven past six The sun took its toll, headed 'cross town Nothing but darkness surrounds me now The icicles have melted from the day before Snow is the carpet on this godless town's outdoor floor On this outdoor floor... I am broken from just a taste of you My dearest love, I breathe heavy and I can see my breath Cement shoes are the new fashion Well (I'm dying) I'm trying Hell is breathin' down my neck every night And I confess I am broken and I can see my breath We sold our souls for a place to belong Each of us, we breathe heavy and we can see our breath Where is God when the sunlight breaks? Where is humanity in this place? Where did God go? Did he leave this town? The cursed and the damned, they run it now Where is God when the sunlight breaks? Where is humanity in this place? Where did God go? Did he leave this town? The cursed and the damned, they run it now Where is God when the sunlight breaks? (Whoa, gotta think for ourselves) Where is humanity in this place? (We'll give them hell) Where did God go? Did he leave this town? (If we think for ourselves) The cursed and the damned, they run it now Where is God when the sunlight breaks? (Whoa, gotta think for ourselves) Where is humanity in this place? (We'll give them hell) Where did God go? Did he leave this town? (If we think for ourselves) The cursed and the damned, they run it now Where is God when the sunlight breaks? Where is humanity in this place? Where did God go? Did he leave this town? The cursed and the damned, they run it now These demons are the captain of this ship We try to drown them with whiskey and wine Sail to the land of the cursed and the damned Where the ba*tards, the soulless, the forgotten many We forgot so many, we left them all behind We forgot so many, we left them in Amster-god-dam My stomach hurts worse every day Doctor gave me couple of years It was a couple of years ago, today I shalt not tell, there I go telling again We can only pretend and worry If it does not make them money, well they can f** it It's dead to them, it's dead to them, oh yeah, alright It's dead to them all

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