Testi:
Crime In Stereo Is Dead

. Once hibernating, they now awaken." You're going nowhere [x6] Girl, when I speak I say that which i mean All these expensive art school teach is

Tired stars navigate the tiny storms teeming on the far shores of your waist Tired of waiting for my stationary third world to rotate So you filled it

I am the unfortunate tourist, stranded At the edge of your bed. Shipwrecked. Journeyed from the depths of our drinks to the small curves of your legs

And We returned to heaven to confront our resurrected horrors, they'd restlessly started a horrible revolt. So I smashed their thieving greedy blackened

We wade out into it, Dawn of the century. We're way out, we raise up our arms and wave them in disbelief. And like brothers we march each other right

you don't wanna diss Because this is for all the suicidalists I'd rather be dead, I'm knockin' 'em dead Before you live, ya die, roll over play dead

I rocked the mike for Coward Hosell To show America how I rocked so well And while I rocked the mike, this is what I said About Dracula, the living dead

Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up) What huh (Just shut the fuck up shut the fuck up) (Meth) Head strong dead calm dead by dawn Dead weight to dead

but that's when this battle begins [Chorus] There's a war going on, sure you're right Sure you're wrong, who said that? You, dead that you're strong but God is