Текст песни Grinding Halt

(One, two, three, four)

No light
No heat
No people on the street
No street
No home
No people at home
No cars
No planes
No people on the planes
No food
No drink
No people, don't need to think

Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt

No sound
No beat
No people touching me
No drugs
No time
No people in a line
No fine
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No people that can have that love
No me
No you
No people you can tell that to

Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt

See people, everything
They've got running running round with their feet
The poor man coming through those doors
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Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt
Grinding halt