Edge of the Earth / Post Mortem Boredom

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Hello everybody

Hello everybody

Hello everybody

Hello everybody

Hello everybody

Come on down

Hanging on the edge of the earth

Oh, what a beautiful scene

Oh, what a beautiful ending to see

Laying on a cliff, staring at the stars

Oh, what a beautiful scene

Oh, what a beautiful ending

Bits and pieces are wrong with me

If so, won't you sing along with me?

Here's one more for the people lost in insanity

Cover your wounds, don't show your scars

Smile for friends and carry on

Here's one more for the people lost in insanity

Hanging on the edge of the earth

Oh, what a beautiful scene

Oh, what a beautiful ending to see

Laying on a cliff, staring at the stars

Oh, what a beautiful scene

Oh, what a beautiful ending

Oh, what a beautiful ending

Oh, what a beautiful ending

"There is an epidemic of mass murder being committed

By a virtual army of unidentified assassins

They appear to be in a kind of trance

Others describe them as being"

The angels have no whiskey, nah

Can't say I'm not disappointed, nah

Yeah, I'm in the thick of it, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

I was sick of being sickened, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

The sun is always beating, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Oh, I'm sick)

Post-mortem boredom settling in my skin

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na