歌词
Now, what is done can't be undone
And what is said can't be unsaid
Whatever will be, whatever may come
When gravity calls we'll all drop dead
What has been heard can't be denied
And what is lost cannot be saved
Whoever will live, whoever will die
Tonight we'll crawl from our graves
Don't tell me how to kill a dead man
And give me another black fix
Don't tell me how to kill a dead man
And give me just another black fix
Stories forgotten might not be told
And what's to come, who knows
When talk is silver and silence all gold
I bite my tongue and feed the crows
Don't tell me how to kill a dead man
And give me another black fix
Don't tell me how to kill a dead man
And give me just another black fix
This is a prayer for the wrong, a song for the sane
The empty heart might not be sold
I stick to the black and sing this song again
Tarred, feathered, unparoled
