Octaves

By FOLJA

On Octaves

Released on May 31, 2018

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You were shouting in octaves

Angry words were leaving your mouth

And the words were really angry

Like thousands of mad dogs

I've seen them running around the city

Eating eight people at once

I've seen them running around the city

Like thousands of mad dogs

And they killed, they killed, they killed

Part of our movie, movie, movie

Now I don't know how to, how to, how to live

Seeing only part of, part of, part of it

And when my fire comes I don't know where

To put myself to don't get burn

And when my fire comes I don't know where

To put myself to don't get burn

Aren't you mad that God made us alive?

Don't you think he should be killed for letting us live?

Aren't you mad that God made us alive?

Don't you think he should be killed for letting us live?

You liked candles and such

I was hoping for your touch

I was hoping it will come

You fell in love with someone

Seen you running around the city

Eating hearts of people and smile

I've seen you running around the city

With eyes of mad, mad dogs

And you killed, you killed, you killed

Part of our movie, movie, movie

Now I don't know how to, how to, how to live

Seeing only part of, part of, part of it

Aren't you mad that God made us alive?

Don't you think he should be killed for letting us live?

Aren't you mad that God made us alive?

Don't you think he should be killed for letting us live?

You liked candles and such

I was hoping for your touch

I was hoping it will come

You fell in love with someone