Anthrax Testo

Testo Anthrax

There's anthrax in the envelope
I opened in my dream
The sky is red and little kids
Are running, screaming in the street
I tried to run and save them
But I had molasses feet
I keep having nightmares
And I'm scared to go to sleep
With you falling
I'll jump down and touch your face
While we're both sinking, stinking, thinking
We won't drown
You are my friend
And what we're doing's too important for
Our lives to end quite yet
In Montreal, I got so mad
Someone broke into the van
Stole my guitar and Erin's bag
Then we turned on CNN
Watched the towers fall again
And realized that our lives aren't so bad
This is just a test ticket with love
And you will pass
You will be rewarded if you do your very best
Nothing ever goes as planned
So don't take anything for granted
If you do, the world will kick your ass
The air is filled with computers
And carpets
Skin and bones and telephones and file cabinets
Coke machines, fire men
Landing gear and cement
They say that it's okay
But I say don't breathe in
The air is filled with computers
And carpets
Skin and bones and telephones and file cabinets
Coke machines, fire men
Landing gear and cement
They say that it's okay
But I say don't breathe that shit in
An angel named Gabriel is watching over you
He was a friend, mistreated
But now he's dead
So say you're sorry to him
When you say your prayers tonight
If you make a mess
The gates to heaven, here on earth
Will open up again
If you fall in, I'll jump down
And touch your face
While we're both sinking, stinking, thinking
We won't drown
You are my friend
And what we're doing's too important for
Our lives to end quite yet
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