Fusion Tecniqe Tabs
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I made myself a believer
Holding a gun and a cross in my hand
He likes to elevate the pain inside
And burn my soul in silence
A vexed amount of loneliness
Confounding choices, the never end
Filling the holes before I hit the ground
One angel falls and fades into longing
For rock and jazz fusion stoned
I sold my morbid soul the devil
The psychedelia burns in my blood
An endless lust for desire
So I take a ride to the nearest mountain
Pulling the moon as I dance through the fire
World religion is only for fools
And a fortune god full of complements
Heavenade the vain inside
Heavenade the vain inside
Heavenade the vain inside
HeavenadeÂ… Heavenade
Holding a gun and a cross in my hand
He likes to elevate the pain inside
And burn my soul in silence
A vexed amount of loneliness
Confounding choices, the never end
Filling the holes before I hit the ground
One angel falls and fades into longing
For rock and jazz fusion stoned
I sold my morbid soul the devil
The psychedelia burns in my blood
An endless lust for desire
So I take a ride to the nearest mountain
Pulling the moon as I dance through the fire
World religion is only for fools
And a fortune god full of complements
Heavenade the vain inside
Heavenade the vain inside
Heavenade the vain inside
HeavenadeÂ… Heavenade