Umami うまみ
La Petite Mort / Little Death
GENRE It’s scratching and crying for a fashioned life
Then pay some time and live on this massif
It fears that it does not possess the fulfilled life
So pay. Become gray. Jump down
Might
And they sit at the set table chewing their mutual favour
And they sit at the set table chewing their mutual favour
Greed tastes so good!
So salty and never enough
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Miles and miles
And it comes to the point that it croaks
Pleads and disappears in the big nothing
And it is patient
I should not have let you go
(Sauber!)
(Uh, I think it's the amp. Your fender)
Then pay some time and live on this massif
It fears that it does not possess the fulfilled life
So pay. Become gray. Jump down
Might
And they sit at the set table chewing their mutual favour
And they sit at the set table chewing their mutual favour
Greed tastes so good!
So salty and never enough
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
Never enough!
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
I’m crazy. You’re crazy
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Sink! (I beg!)
Miles and miles
And it comes to the point that it croaks
Pleads and disappears in the big nothing
And it is patient
I should not have let you go
(Sauber!)
(Uh, I think it's the amp. Your fender)
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