F.o.b. - People To Sell Lyrics

Silent of life
Your simple thoughts
Boring faces
Memories are coming down

Alone in room
Fasten to bed
Laughing nurses
Doctors waiting for your death

Dark rooms - in the hospital of pain
Bluring views - turns again

Alive - you want to stay
Alive - you should start to pray
Alive - is not your destiny
Alive - dead ....

Price will rise
After your death
False help
You´re sick with this
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