Bad Religion
Pity The Dead
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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There's a boy in crimson rags with a grimace and a spoon.
And a little sullen girl, face-up staring at the moon.
And there's no one around to hear their lonesome cries.
Then they pass away alone into the night.
Why do we pity the dead?
Are you churned by emotion from the voices in your head?
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself, Why?
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay.
And you whisper to yourself blissfully, It's okay.
And you still refuse the possibility.
That the dead are better off than we.
Why do we pity the dead?
Are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head.
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself, Why?
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you know.
Is there anyone who lives a painless life?
If there is, show me so.
The destitute and famished!
And a little sullen girl, face-up staring at the moon.
And there's no one around to hear their lonesome cries.
Then they pass away alone into the night.
Why do we pity the dead?
Are you churned by emotion from the voices in your head?
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself, Why?
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay.
And you whisper to yourself blissfully, It's okay.
And you still refuse the possibility.
That the dead are better off than we.
Why do we pity the dead?
Are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head.
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself, Why?
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you know.
Is there anyone who lives a painless life?
If there is, show me so.
The destitute and famished!
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