all down to rock like a street sign Throwin' up the East and strapped with 9 shots Blaze back from the dead in case u forgot [chorus] Just in case u
The world was spinning faster than ever Sweating bullets couldn't wait in the chamber Like an octupus with thousand killing hands That holds you, pulls
Picture is incomprehensible The reptiles want to solve the riddle Don't like it? Then cry and hate it. The rebels want to imitate it Try your own neck
Get away - get outside, Run with her - side by side, Climbing down - dirty sheets, Breaking through -the narrow streets. That's what you get 'cause you
March of clowns Wearing crowns Parade of dumbs Beating drums March of clowns Street shutdowns Noise and dirt Do be alert! March of clowns Wearing crowns
phantoms of past Cursed land this is - a wasted Promised Land Poisoned by evil will and destroyed by the hand Great times we saw here- long, long,
On the bottom of the box. At the end of the bill On the side of the screen On the side of the page It is there, Written. 'Cause it Cannot be hidden.
Nobody feels guilty Himself of the crime The system is perfect In peace, in wartime In this game I tell you, man You better be A wolf than a lamb.
They are the Wise-Men, Came from the West From the God-forsaken Land of pests. Their tongue is weapon, A double-edged sword Killing the innocent And
The chase has ended At the very beginning cannot run away from the plain pain cannot fly away with an airplane cannot get away from the migraine cannot
Worst-Case Scenario - Get yourself prepared and go Worst-Case Scenario - Much anger you will swallow Worst-Case Scenario - For a war, you need ammo Worst-Case Scenario - Stay alert Worst-Case
Such a big man, such a little chick. I think it all goes back to your tiny Pick- up truck in the driveway, With a sticker on the window "Rest in Peace
I can lay it on real thick cause I know how you don't like to get brought down. With anything about us and our kick ass true love tale. Sorry I swore
I was out on the front line, doin' just fine. Put it all behind me 'til I cam across a letter from an old friend, Askin' "How you been?" Stopped me dead
Stop before you get my started Maybe I'll just go I'm not exactly broken hearted But I think you already know That there's more to the story that I'm
Now i'm not going to beat you up Or drag you through the mud I just want all my CD's back In the cases with the hard work still intact Friends like you
You were right all along. You know I hate that, admitting I was wrong. So I don't answer the phone when it's you. It's funny when I see the caller I.
(This fucking song is all personality) (Dude, that's the shit!) Well we've all heard about how the guys in the band Weren't the popular kids in school