who you thought. I guess I'm not what you thought. I guess I'm not who you think I am. You just think I'm wasted ooh, I'm always wasted ooh, Will you
who you thought. I guess I'm not what you thought. I guess I'm not who you think I am. You just think I'm wasted ooh, I'm always wasted ooh, Well you
to sinister It's him with the, been with the, mic's Next to kin with the Lyrical assassinate like toxic waste Rocks is base, matches I burn up in your
to say again another verse of my rhyme Means what you heard before must've blew up your mind So now it's time to find poetry like mine Do not waste all
Waste as the seas flood The religious soil and Mankind lays in ruin still We burn with joy Heed the call the distorted grin The enlightened has prevailed
king of seas Summon plagues of ancient disease Upon this realm i have stood for centuries of chaos Son of the sun, and lord of the spheres of burning
the midst of corruption the birth of gods shall lay waste to foundations and every city shall fall burning cities will fall to the ground and every city shall fall burning
vision once again Promises are in your eyes never to return Inside your love I'm bound to burn Now you don't understand the rivers and the seas are turning
The seas will rise The sun will; burn black skies 1000 lives buried beneath landslides The end draws near the final day is now here the verdicts clear
waste is an eternity alone hold fast, we're inviting our collapse and our house of cards can't stand up on it's own why must we burn our hands a thousand
begun to Lose all ideals I once knew Mountains and transmutation Anxious anticipation These sodden skies and burning views Short goals and vain objectives Soon rising seas
I was a cholo made in Japan china man eskimo polko albino Australian aborigine pigmy yankee honky on the other hand you may not be so lucky duck season
I can see where you are I can tell you're enjoying it so far I would love to escape, but now I'm bound by the of burn of your eyes looking on as I'm
Make it plastic make it pay use it up and throw away make another just the same, more or less burn our time down to size send it up into the skies hide
keeps on blocking off the sun Miss you most of all When they burn those bonfires tall Smoke and ashes fill the air and the Harvesters are everywhere No time to waste
step in and make on the microphone aiyo world domination is the base of foundation no time wasting fire walk we trail blazing burn to the next destination
line Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and the seas I'll drag 'em
