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L'appel du Vide Video (MV)




Performed By: Wolves in Plastic
Language: English
Length: 4:20
Written by: Brian Kremer




Wolves in Plastic - L'appel du Vide Lyrics
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Said that we would never feel the trouble rising every single way
Skinny little angel-faced demon got something to say, don't he
Then she comes, marchin', throwin' gasoline right there on the flame
Shame dealin' narcissistic anarchist and I know I'll pay for this
Now I've said too much
You've blurred the lines of the unspoken
All that's left is us
A single touch and never broken
Out of body, out of mind, I'm blind and crashing like a wave
Unforgiven, blood was given, I was driven, now I'll pay for this
Then she comes, marchin', throwin' gasoline right there on the flame
Perfect little anarchist I'll never miss and God knows I'll pay for this
Now I've said too much
You've blurred the lines of the unspoken
All that's left is us
A single touch and never broken
There she goes marchin' with a smile that I just can't erase
Shame dealin' anarchist I'd like to miss and know how I've paid for this
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Said that we would never feel the trouble rising every single way
Skinny little angel-faced demon got something to say, don't he
Then she comes, marchin', throwin' gasoline right there on the flame
Shame dealin' narcissistic anarchist and I know I'll pay for this
Now I've said too much
You've blurred the lines of the unspoken
All that's left is us
A single touch and never broken
Out of body, out of mind, I'm blind and crashing like a wave
Unforgiven, blood was given, I was driven, now I'll pay for this
Then she comes, marchin', throwin' gasoline right there on the flame
Perfect little anarchist I'll never miss and God knows I'll pay for this
Now I've said too much
You've blurred the lines of the unspoken
All that's left is us
A single touch and never broken
There she goes marchin' with a smile that I just can't erase
Shame dealin' anarchist I'd like to miss and know how I've paid for this
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Writer: Brian Kremer
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