Текст песни Virus - bookworm.

Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires
Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires

Sometimes I envy my dead friends
They took easy exits
I'm still standing at the entrance
Planning my next steps
Who's more concerned with dead PMs and presidents
Seems like a last breath is heaven sent
One pocket's got a hole, the other seven cents
With reticence to return to that residence
But I can still see it when I sleep
Cat scratches at my feet
Making it hard to get up in the morning
And I can hardly eat
Pick a card any card which card can I keep?
I'm living large I mean odd and I'm sucking my teeth
I'm a boss I mean dog and I'm harnessed and leashed
He's my dog, nah, a fraud and I'm caught in his speech
It's no wonder to me
I can partly see why they all parted from me
But I'm aiming for something that's slightly harder to reach

Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires
Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires

Hell fire, a virus
Stylus to papyrus
Something to die for
Someone to die with
Depression, anxiety
Their best bet is that god or life is trying me
Well something's fucking trying me
I'm not for resale
CDs up for retail
Cuz we fail
Not DCC but our gene trail
Seeds wilt so be well
Or fiction will easily bail
No time to be frail
Spin tales of chemtrails
Conspiracy for the blind
The blind read braille
We've never been lied to
We just always eat well
It seems we tell ourselves to weave hell
Into our deep skull
It doesn't need skill
A pill helps
A widow whelps
We ring dinner bells for a virus
That eats us from the inside out

Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires
Every memory is like a virus
Stays dormant till the body expires
And every plus turns to minus
When you're burned alive in your own hell fires