Let's go to the graveyard, that's the place to be
Everybody there is sleeping nice and peacefully
On the tombstones you can read, who's burried down below
Hope is the most common name, you'll never find sorrow
Energy got strangled and each one of her kids
Love was shot six times in her heart
Vision was playing tricks
Vision died in prison, because she lost her mind
She thought the walls were made of air
With a fairground behind
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
Taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
I taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
Brightness first got blinded, but then she saw the light
She realized that any brightness can only be found inside
Fun was quite resistant, but skinny in the end
They let her starve eating potatoe-chips
And listening to bad bands
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
(waking the dead)
Taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
(waking the dead)
I taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
(waking the dead)
I taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
I feel like waking the dead
Dating my head
Not fainting in bed
(waking the dead)
Taking the lead
Right out of my back
And painting it red
I feel like waking the dead
Waking the dead
Waking the dead
(waking the dead)
I feel like waking the dead
Waking the dead
Waking the dead
(waking the dead)
I feel like waking the dead
Waking the dead
Waking the dead
(waking the dead)
I feel like waking the dead
Waking the dead
Waking the dead
(waking the dead)
Writer(s): Stefan Breuer
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