Dying On The Vine en The Accused

Letra de musica Dying On The Vine en The Accused

Dying On The Vine
Dying On The Vine

I've seen the dead
And they walk the streets
The same tired old faces
I meet at dawn

They rise from graves not six feet deep
But from underpasses

Doorways and the garbage heap
Man what happened to your teeth
Stopped at a red light
They've come creeping out of the bushes
Who's that shuffling towards me?
Sign in his hand asking for change
Tell tale sign of a life gone bad
Dying on the vine

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