Lyrics:
Every Time I Die Gloom And How It Gets That Way

the rear view Without your fake teeth in? Keep your glass eye glued on the end Of the highway up ahead of us The collision is always licking it's lips

Translation: Every Time I Die. Gloom And How It Gets That Way.

The most efficient way to go, it's the best way to get there It's the best way to get there And I stayed in the city, til I became like those