Текст песни Ready for It - Grimus
Doggy
in
the
attic
alone,
killing
pigeons
to
live,
scared
of
people
and
storms
The
Lady
found
him
and
never,
and
never
left
him,
left
him
alone
A
beautiful
friendship
came
to
life
A
beautiful
friendship
came
to
life
Good
things
always
end
in
the
end,
always
end
in
the
end,
always
end
in
the
end
Too
sick
to
stand
up,
too
old
to
grow
up,
the
doctors
put
him
to
death
The
family
gathered
around
his
grave
The
family
gathered
around
his
grave
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for
it
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for
it
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for...
A
very
own
reality
becomes
delusion
free,
no
more
magic
to
see
A
big
black
curtain
closing
around
to
change
perception
of
time
The
panic
monger
is
hypnotized
The
panic
monger
is
hypnotized
Back
to
life,
back
to
life,
back
to
life
now
Back
to
life,
back
to
life,
back
to
life
now
The
panic
monger
is
hypnotized
The
panic
monger
is
hypnotized
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for
it
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for
it
To
be
or
not
to
be
ready
for...
Control
this
urge
to
be
buried
alive
When
your
family
dies
one
by
one
Control
this
urge
to
be
buried
alive
When
your
family
dies
one
by
one
They
let
go
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