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Dyin' Breed hard rock-southern rock / Bratislava

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Text skladby Little Maggot


z alba Soul is full of empty words

Autor hudby: J. Molnár, Dyin' Breed
Autor textu: E. Kriššák

Guitar solo: J. Molnár

Each day she hides under the autumn fallen leaves.
When the night falls down, stars are covered by the clouds,
then she crawls to howl about her unbearable grieves.
Look, she’s ugly like a mole… No one has any doubts.

Little maggot, tell me please,
why’s your soul so sad?
Little maggot, don’t you see
sorrows drive you mad?
Little maggot, don’t you cry
like a banshee every night.
Grow up! You must choose the side.
Are you moth or butterfly?

She’s no fan of mirrors, maggots don’t use brushes.
All beautiful creatures are strictly forbidden.
That’s why she has no friends and no simple franchise
to love and cheer, those feelings are deeply hidden.

Little maggot, tell me please,
why’s your soul so sad?
Little maggot, don’t you see
sorrows drive you mad?
Little maggot, don’t you cry
like a banshee every night.
Grow up! You must choose the side.
Are you moth or butterfly?

One day she hides under the autumn fallen leaves.
When the night falls down, stars are covered by the clouds,
then she’s asleep and dreams, would you let her be, please?
Maggots sometimes turn to butterflies!

Little damselfly, you’ll see
your feelings were just lies.
Little damselfly, you’ll see
the monarch butterfly.
Little maggot, don’t you cry
like a banshee every night.
Grow up! You must choose the side.
Are you moth or butterfly?