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BIG TIME HADES
Tracking me down and me up

They appear as reflections, as the glint in your eye
gravediggers sent from the Common Cellar
To riddle the upon which we walk

Hope's the bribe I was to comply
my heart and hope to die
I can't trust I feel
me so gentle makes me doubt you're real

Big Hades approaches
Tracking me down, me up

And the crying of from our stovepipes fills the air
You told they'll fly to Heaven high.......you lie!

I'm stepping into the hitherto night
Viscous mascara the colourless inward-looking eye

There's no in the attic of Hell tonight
Crying of from the Stovepipe fills the air

The Furies up in rats and bats
To sniff out the monotonous in the air
The daily distant noise of a thousand people's
Last shrieks of before their ruin

...Someone my toothpaste...

BIG TIME APPROACHES
Tracking me down and me up

There's no
In the attic of tonight!

All Pop Inc. music and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi