Letra de Fetching Fear
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What about the future?
what about the past?
noone has to know why
what about the past?
noone has to know why
someone has to rest.
Death is always certain
drugs bring near the end
don't forget the madness
puts your mind in the hell
Intense
impressions
provoke
dark...
Playing with a knife
brushing against the vein
just a little tremor
so sweat has never been.
Blood begins to flow
you become so near
to the end of joke
it was a fetching fear
Death is always certain
drugs bring near the end
don't forget the madness
puts your mind in the hell
Intense
impressions
provoke
dark...
Playing with a knife
brushing against the vein
just a little tremor
so sweat has never been.
Blood begins to flow
you become so near
to the end of joke
it was a fetching fear
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