The Queen The Meek And Their Disease Lyrics

The Queen The Meek And Their Disease lyrics

You come in at night,you're not ashamed he knows where you've been.The emergence
of lifefrom a night on the town in the city of sin.You turn on the lightsand
that gut feeling comes back again.Sick from the ashes in the ashtray.television
static, how tragic the story of a veteran.In this mattress liesthe one who holds
the keyto all the things that seem to all you, sensory deprivation.And just like
a window left open,a romantic tale of conquest, a rouge parchmenton the
landscape of your bedroomwhere you both spent the afternoon, sensory
infatuation.The queen, the meek and their disease.Sleep away the weakness
please.I'm too young.We're not afraid say the hands of time to our bodies.We
play the spade against the king of hearts and his parade.A couple of actors
stumble across the stage.