Pop Song for Euthanasia Songtext
von Shilpa Ray

Build a million signs
In juvenile codes
I′m tellin' the trees
Stop your growin′
Stop your growin'
Grow no more
Spray paint my eyes
The banners on my bones
You're begging me to tag your soul
Your soul
Your soul


How you look surprised at me
You′re not blinkin′
How I shot ya dead
World
I shot ya dead
How you looked surprised at me
You're not blinkin′
How I got ya good
World
How I got ya good

When I drove off that cliff
Blazing of gasoline
That I sold my arms and limbs for
When I drove off that cliff
Blazing of misery
I sold my blood and kin for

How you look surprised at me
You're not blinkin′
How I shot ya dead
World
I shot ya dead
How you looked surprised at me
You're not blinkin′
How I got ya good
World
How I got ya good


When I drove off that cliff
Blazing of gasoline
That I sold my arms and limbs for
When I drove off that cliff
Blazing of misery
That I sold my blood and kin for

If I broke your spine
Would you hold my hand
When I tell you
That it's all over
All over
All over