The Getaway lyrics

by

HANGMAN’S CHAIR


These are the days of black roses, cheap drugs and dark proses
My life is empty
I keep on running away, I feel there's a getaway
These days are the days of total loss, cigarettes scars, nosebleed
Starcrossed children are doomed to failure
Everyone goes to hell, including me
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