Rob Zombie - Death and Destiny Inside the Dream Factory [Frag. 1] Lyrics
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Death and Destiny Inside the Dream Factory [Frag. 1]
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What Are The Lyrics For Death and Destiny Inside the Dream Factory [Frag. 1] By Rob Zombie?
Free your mind and feel the passion, baby
Death and suntan, still in fashion, baby Hollywood, in Hollywood Yeah, crush your idols, they can afford it, baby Permanently vile and fascinating Hollywood, in Hollywood Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Inside the mind fucking, meat grinding, unwinding, soul sucking factory of all your dreams Cinema regressing at you, baby Charge it to production, will ya baby? Hollywood, in Hollywood Yeah, Somewhere in a canyon, death is waiting Hippie freaks and convicts congregating Hollywood, in Hollywood Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Inside the mind fucking, meat grinding, unwinding, soul sucking factory of all your dreams Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Break it down Please stop calling I'm so sick I think I'm falling Inside the mind fucking, meat grinding, unwinding, soul sucking factory of all your dreams |
Who Wrote Death and Destiny Inside the Dream Factory [Frag. 1] By Rob Zombie?
John Lowery, Rob Zombie
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