SPEAKING WITH THE DEAD
by Benjamin Booker
From the album: Lower
Duration: 03:09
Lyrics for SPEAKING WITH THE DEAD
I keep waking Up in a nightmare Blood like oil From the ground Rises high up In the night sky Scaring everyone Around To be free (yeah) Free to live To be free, yeah (yeah) Free to live I have asked the Dead for answers I left flowers On their graves Tell me how to Live a good life In this evil Evil place To be free (yeah) Free to live