Professional Murder Music (PMM)

Professional Murder Music (PMM) - Slow lyrics

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Sink through the floor feels no different today
I tell you it's like the sky's
Getting further away
Still close without a reason
Still the same when I hold it in sight
Still close without a reason
Still real when I have it inside

(x2) Pounding me to black
I take my eyes
Say the reasons
Tells me not to try (x2)

All those things you keep on telling me I keep on saying it's all wrong
Many times over again I don't want to see that time coming soon

(x2) Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason
I thank you more for the greed you hide inside (x2)

(x2) Pounding me to black
I take my eyes
Say the reasons
Tells me not to try (x2)

Sink through the floor feels no different today
I tell you it's like the sky's getting further away
Getting further away (x4
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Language: English

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