Heavy like 1000 pounds What if I told you now To carry the smell of death is Harder than it sounds Heavy like 1000 pounds I bite my lips and look around You said: My dear, it smells like corpse in here
Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out your dead
Pull out the speakers now What comes out I will allow I didn't come here to die Dare to see what's inside It feels like suicide My favorite corpse I like to hide
Who am I without My skeleton friend? Without the rules I bend Can these broken bones mend? Scared if I let it all out You will know what I'm about And the void, what do I fill it with Once that corpse is gone
Bring out, bring out, bring out, bring out Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out your dead Bring out Bring out what's dead Bring out your dead
Pull out the speakers now What comes out I will allow I didn't come here to die Dare to see what's inside It feels like suicide My favorite corpse I like to hide
When I let this corpse out He will bite your soul It will make you bleed When I let this corpse go Will you do the same, Will you let him go? Let go
Pull out the speakers now What comes out I will allow I didn't come here to die Dare to see what's inside It feels like suicide My favorite corpse I like to hide
When I let this corpse out He will bite your soul It will make you bleed When I let this corpse go Look me in the eye and let me Know I'm not dead
Compositores: Howard M Benson (Howard Benson), Marcus Tobias Dahlstrom, Simon Frank Grenehed, Christian Thell Lindskog (Blindside), Tomas Erik Naeslund ECAD: Obra #16931422