Letras:
Dead Moon

sand is laced with sticky glops O' Shimmering moonlight sheen upon The waves and water clogged with oil White gases steam up from the soil [Chorus] I squash dead

: Moon is a pancake if I lie I cross my heart and I hope to die To die! Moon is a pancake if I lie I cross my heart and I hope to die And I stick a

that she's tryin' to show me ? What's that you're tryin' to show me ? Picasso moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso moon

here upon the moon I watch it all roll by, all roll by All roll by, all roll by Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun Standing on the moon

through this, some with scars to show Driving forward, falling towards impending doom Intoxicated by the blood of the moon Driving forward, falling towards impending doom Intoxicated by the blood of the moon

As the sand shifts cool beneath your feet By the light of a dead end moon Your haunted fingers on my skin, so sweet Your hair like darkest loom Like

moonlight sheen upon The waves and water clogged with oil White gases steam up from the soil On my beach at night Bathe in my moonlight I squash dead

I've crossed the line I've bent the rules Home of the brave Red, white, and blue I've fought the fire Running through my head Stood by and watched Believed

You own the stations and it's one against one Turn it up or get it off You've got the power and the money and the guns So what's the deal ? it's only