Dead Void
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Artist: The Typewriters
Album: Stories With Unhappy Endings
Track: 1
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Credits:
Boone Di Morte
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Lyrics:
Woke up in a hole full of bones and flesh
Pick myself up to thresh
Looking above at an unfamiliar ceiling
Trying to find my way out
Everything has a cold feeling
Don’t know if I should shout
Step on bones to make them crack
Staring into a void of black
Can’t imagine what sick fuck
Just my luck
I continue to search
Get to an exit
Smells like a church
Looked back, desperate
I think I see a silhouette
Yup, another body falls
Slides all the way down
Against the walls
Who the fuck is this clown?
Must’ve killed thousands
So why do I feel fine?
Did I not go down the same line?
Did he intend to keep me alive?
I guess we’ll find out if he arrives
I hear him drawing near
Can’t do nothing but hope
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