The Ghost Of A Thousand
The Ghost Of A Thousand - Bored Of Math songtekst
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Can I get a scream, from all the back row? A teeth shine and a bloodied chorus? A 'help me, I'm sailing of the edge of fucking feeling, '? I really really really need forever All the days I spend in my youth A black lung, a black time A generation bored out of their minds It's a long dead thing God loves a dealing fiend It's a long dead thing God loves a screaming queen It's a long dead thing God loves us gold mine kings It's a long dead war... Time to start sniffing glue again Punk rock needs you again Time to start spitting blood again Punk rock needs you again What a dirty war? Generations over and done A black lung a black time A generation bored out of their minds Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Lets Ride! Light a match for the fires of hell Damn right! Generation X is dead