Trapdoor - Bullet Lavolta



     
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Trapdoor Lyrics


He wakes up early today
Throws on a mask that will alter his face
Nobody knows his name
But now he just uses what he stole on a grave
He pretends he's okay but you should see
Oh in a bed late at night he's petrified
Take me out finish this waste of a life
Everyone gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
As you watch as him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
He thinks that faith might be dead
Nothing kills a man faster than his own hand
He used to see dreams at night
But now he's just watching the backs of his eyes
He pretends he's okay but you should see
Oh in a bed late at night he's petrified

Take me out finish this waste of a life
Everyone gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
As you watch as him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
Take me out and finish this waste of a life
Everyone one gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
When you watch him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
Cause nobody knows he's alive

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

Bullet Lavolta was an alternative rock band from Boston, Massachusetts that was originally formed in January 1987 by four college disk jockeys: Clay Tarver (guitar, now of Chavez), Bill Whelan (bass), Corey Loog Brennan (guitar) and Chris "Cruster" Guttmacher (drums). The band later added singer Yukkie Gipe after he responded to an advertisement. They played their first show at a dive bar in Boston called Chet's Last Call to a crowd of about fifteen people, but soon became one of Boston's most popular live acts.

Read more about Bullet Lavolta on Last.fm.


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