Post Mortem


Depressed A series of unlawful acts dedicated to you
Grow up, but don't forget the times we spent
And now they're gone You feel the pain
You're trembling Oh, not again
Bye-bye to us Who's gonna pay?
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Silence has been broken My life is destroyed
Goodnight, all good people This is something I can't avoid
A mess to clean A masterpiece:
Monet's farewell to modern greed
A mass cliche of red champagne
Domestic wives are now in pain
Yeah-yeah-yeah







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