Lyrics

Decode me like a cipher Our secrets can't get lost I look into your eyes And always gladly pay the cost We rumble through these jungle streets Like an airborne terminal illness Hard luck and bad money We dine where the sun can't shine We come alive where the blood moon rises We come alive where the stars align We love the feed upon the pretty faces We dine where the sun can't shine oh yeah Mistakes and bad decisions Become a way of life And now I can't recover The skin I shed but I kept the knife We come alive where the blood moon rises We come alive where the stars align We love the fear among the pretty faces We dine where the sun can't shine oh yeah We rumble through these jungle streets Like an airborne terminal illness, terminal illness And we dine where the sun can't shine oh yeah We dine where the sun can't shine We dine where the sun can't shine Come alive where the blood moon rises Where the sun can't shine
Writer(s): William Duvall, William Hinds, Benjamin Weinman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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