Foo Fighters - Requiem Lyrics

February 17, 2021 6:18 AM a few seconds read

Man watchin' video
The heart keeps on tickin'
He doesn't know why
He's just cattle for slaughter

The requiem

When the meaningful words
when they cease to function
when there's nothing to say
when willl they start plotting against you

Only a hint of religion
I'm sensing spirits of depravity
the sound of breaking glass
this is the reflection

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