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Michael Pitt - Death To Birth From rape to right in, to real to live should I lie down or stand up And walk around again? My eyes finally wide open up My eyes finally wide open shut to find the found of sound That hears the touch of my tears. Smells the taste of all we waste Could feed the others But we smother each other With the nectar and pucker the sour Of sugar sweet weather blows through our trees Swims through our seas flies to the last gasp we left on this earth, oh ohh It’s a long lonely journey from death to birth it’s a long lonely journey from death to... it’s a long lonely journey from death to birth oh, it’s a long lonely journey from death Should I die again? Should I die around the pounds of matter wailing to space? I know I’ll never know until I come face to face With my own cold, dead face with my own wooden case You are with me, with me, ooh, ohh, hmm I’m mourning you ooh, ooh, ohh, hmm It’s a long lonely journey from death to birth it’s a long lonely journey from death to birth it’s a long lonely journey from death to birth it’s a long lonely journey from death to... birth
