G.T.

IV


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When they came
There was no place to run
Was no place to hide
Then they chased
Us into the room
It was suicide

Someone help me
Escape this lie
I can't take it
This just ain't right
It's not what we thought
First contact would be like

It was dark
They peered into my eyes
As if from inside
In my mind
I can see their face
Not the human race

Someone help me
Escape this lie
I can't take it
This just ain't right
It's not what we thought
First contact would be like

No way out
Blood ran down the walls
Corpses in the halls
Say good night
To all of your dreams
Scared from the fright

Someone help me
Escape this lie
I can't take it
This just ain't right
It's not what we thought
First contact would be like


Autor(es): GT