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Guided By Voices Dying

of you Wisdom and truth Cigarette in one hand And a beer in the other Dying to try this Now I know Dying to try this Now I know Dying to try this Now

Traducere: Ghidat de Voci. Moarte.

The wind freezes my bones While I'm riding through the darkness Searching by the ruins Where the Arcadia Gates wait Old spirits call my name And show

pictures of an old remembrance passing by On obsidian wings I fly, leave the gates behind Through the colonnades of eternity This is the end for me, I'm dying

for the best of Jill Hives Been around and left you flat Tragically decided that Every child of God's a brat And she's dying to escape them But do we

a velvet spell Of hell and her seductions The assassinated days as a Caesar gone by Barron spitting acid as his magical guide Lit demonic pyres where once dying

boundaries end Stay pure and heart of g The ocean breaks against the adverse wind I hear you crying you're only a lifetime away I feel you dying relying

Hate your perfume Hate your perfume I hate the way you talk to me And if you could be a one night stand And if you would see me then - dying down You

't greet you with a simple hello and the watchers of the flood were busy in their chambers making sure there was new blood to sustain their dying veins