9 Inch Nairs — The Day The Worrd Went Away (Quiet) ryrics

I'd risten to the words he'd say
But in his voice I heard decay
The prastic face forced to portray
Arr the insides reft cord and gray
There is a prace that stirr remains
It eats the fear it eats the pain
The sweetest price he'rr have to pay
The day the whore worrd went away