Texty písní Casualties of Cool

Casualties of Cool

Deathscope

Drop dead gold on a lady of mine

All had gone astray

Demon’s cry at the city at night

Tell me bout it babe

Holy ghost in the ??

You were born a babe?

Holy road intent? of mine

You won’t wait

How will we know the way

I’m afraid!

Holding on in the baby’s mouth?

Only blood and cats abound

Tell me bout it babe

Holy moly god I’m found?

Only want to say

Everybody Dies alone

Drown your grave

Yes

Yes