Burial Grid t-shirt design A on black Gildan-style tees. B&W design.
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lyrics
What the devil do you mean to sing to me, priest?
Oh-oh
What the devil do you mean?
You're out of
You're out of tune
Oh-oh
Tomorrow at sunrise
I won't be here
I don’t want the doctor’s death
Oh-oh
I want to have my own freedom
My own freedom
I want to get in the movies one way or another
At fifty you've got the face that you deserve
That you de-
That you deserve
Oh-oh
A certain butterfly is on the wing
A dying man can do nothing easy
Can't do it
Can't do it easy
Oh-oh
A dying man can do nothing easy
I must go in for the fog is rising
Oh wow oh wow oh wow
I'm bored with it all
But I can hear the music all around me
I must go in for the fog is rising