The Reproduction Of Death Testo

won't you forget about me when I'm gone, the reproduction of death drags us all along
close your eyes and pretend that nothing's wrong, won't you forget about me, yeah
won't you forget about me when I'm gone
stomp your feet, nod your head and we all move on
close your eyes and pretend, yeah
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
hey won't you sell
won't you forget about me when I'm gone, the reproduction of death forces us all in line an installment plan on a slow suicide, won't you forget about me, yeah
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out
hey won't you sell me like cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
hey won't you sell
won't you forget about me when I'm gone, yeah yeah yeah yeah
lost all hope and dreams in this killing zone, yeah yeah yeah yeah
won't you forget about me when I'm gone, yeah yeah yeah yeah
lets pretend that we all get along, yeah yeah yeah yeah
won't you forget about me when I'm gone
won't you forget about me
won't you forget about me when I'm gone, yeah yeah yeah yeah
won't you forget about me, yeah yeah yeah yeah
hey won't you sell