Fatal Disease Pt. II Lyrics – Electric Chair
Singer: Electric Chair
Title: Fatal Disease Pt. II
Quarantine poorly
Who’s gonna die?!
Psycho centrist business man
Don’t spill his blood or oil
He’d rather see the common man
Shed his mortail coil
Crematory burning fast
Breathing in dead nurses ash
If you’re out on your own
And you’re born to the class
You saw the failures of country
In the year of the mask
Paranoid on the floor of my room
Your dead father’s stored like gas station food
A new disease. Pray you’re lucky
I don’t wanna die in a crowded hospital intubated
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Fatal Disease Pt. II – Terjemahan / Translation
Karantina buruk
Siapa yang akan mati?!
Psiko psiko pebisnis
Jangan menumpahkan darah atau minyaknya
Dia lebih suka melihat orang biasa itu
Melepaskan kumparan mortailnya
Pembakaran kremator cepat
Bernapas di Perawat Mati Ash
Jika Anda keluar sendiri
Dan Anda terlahir di kelas
Anda melihat kegagalan negara
Di tahun topeng
Paranoid di lantai kamar saya
Ayah Anda yang meninggal disimpan seperti makanan pompa bensin
Penyakit baru. Berdoa Anda beruntung
Saya tidak ingin mati di rumah sakit yang ramai diintubasi
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Lyrics Electric Chair – Fatal Disease Pt. II
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