Every Time I Die - Grudge Music Lyrics

Deaf, blind granite block content to graze with familiar stock. A local
lard not an english black, we don't venture into the fog. Homeward bound and
gagged not twenty steps from the door. Dispensable as cooks at sea or
journalists sent to war. No one found me spellbinding, no one offered me a
drink. But by crippled hands at the potters wheel, I was given shape and
insects appeal. Sent to work the graveryard shift at heaven's JDC. A legend to
the peasants there, but lights had caught me unaware. I've wandered into your
graces, so how do I get out? It's been quiet for too long, but pompous phrases
and alarms can't help you now. And every pervert outside of every fence has had
his fill of your kids. He's clocking out. Such indecisive crusaders. A martyr
made into a scenic blur. A lookout into a left behind. What wounded pride. No
one finds me spellbinding. No ones buying me a drink. I've been to the lions.
Left high and dry by the 8th circle of hell. Where are the spoils? I want the
ticker tape parade. Damn these filthy rats.

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  1. Justin Santiago

    Actually its "BAGNA BANNNGNG MEATBALL SAN TROPP REI BAGN BANF BANG !!!". Also, The Grudge sucked.

  2. DeadPixel

    you´ve just been fed to the lions

    Steel Wolf Six

    sick af bro - 2019 checking in

  3. thomda11

    um...what the fuck are you trying to say? English, please.

  4. priestkilla

    you grammar well. . .

  5. CandyLoveSteven Candy

    XD THIS IS SO UGLY :D THERE ISNO TUNE, TUMBS DOWN :D I was looking for the music from the film "the grudge" and actually i find this, but WHAT IS IT ? XDDD

    Jack Evans

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  6. Patrick McGregor

    i agree with your first sentence.
    savage as fuck.