The Black Black

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World War ( written by The Cure) Dressed in Berlin black I was only playing Disguise my words to fool you From what I was saying Mud trench Meat stench The Fatherland is looking on Grip you in a luger lock... This will be the big one World war Noone would believe me World war Noone's a winner Noone's a loser... Just a dead friend Heaven heaven Give me pride Give me a golden hand Smash them with an iron rule Spit them out like sand Sit and wait Then run like hell Run like hell One time again Sow the seeds of hate Underneath destruction... World war Noone would believe me World war Noone's a winner Noone's a loser... Just a dead friend

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 12, 2025