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The Reproduction of Death
Lyrics
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
The reproduction of death drags us all along
Close your eyes and pretend that nothing's wrong
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Stomp your feet, nod your head and we all move on
Close your eyes and pretend
Hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum
I'm going out of my head
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
The reproduction of death forces us all in line
An installment plan on a slow suicide
Won't you forget about me
Hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum
I'm going out of my head
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Lost all hope and dreams in this killing zone
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Lets pretend that we all get along
Writer(s): DENNIS SVEN OLOF LYXZEN, INGE JOHANSSON, LARS STROMBERG, LUDVIG DAHLBERG, SARA ALMGREN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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