!) When you turn on the TV what do you get? Sex, lies, scandal, violence like the end of a gun Pressed against your lips it's the end of the world Grab
you turn on the TV What do you get? Sex, lies, scandal, violence Like the end of a gun Pressed against your lips It's the end of the world Grab your
Traduzione: Dead By Sunrise. End Of The World.
When you turn on the TV what do you get? Sex, lies, scandal, violence like the end of a gun Pressed against your lips it's the end of the world Grab your
! ) When you turn on the TV What do you get? Sex, lies, scandal, violence Like the end of a gun Pressed against your lips It's the End Of The World Grab
by us soon die... In the start like a cast In morality plays Our hearts wore a mask Of dead rooks in the rain The World was our cloister No prayer, bent
m so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai world You better grab your swords and saw your nads off You'll get chopped off by the needle as it
[Music by Dream Theater] [Lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [I. The Crimson Sunrise] [Instrumental] [II. Innocence] I remember a time My frail, virgin mind
inferno will not end this way Burning black Stars will crack The world you know will change today [C.] Running waters The boiling rivers of desert lands World
baby, 8th Wonder of the world So let it go, let it show if you're wanting salvation At the end of a sunrise Scream it louder by the hour babe it's all
inhale deep, devils have em Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum And shatter bone fragments Cops love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet Thrown into a six by
to write books by a soda pop and the Cosby Show I push a girl down real hard and watch him laugh His smile so twisted the world will feel the draft Young
[PART I: The Mundane World] [lead: Maglio] Day by day we follow our routines Not much changes in our lives With every dawn another sunrise A never
the ashes rise a new world order Pain and misery, the dark era rise Living by words taught by a man Dead for millennias Oh, can?t you see how it will
by us soon die In the start like a cast In morality plays Our hearts wore a mask Of dead rooks in the rain The World was our cloister No prayer, bent
I remember a time My frail, virgin mind Watched the crimson sunrise Imagined what it might find Life was filled with wonder I felt the warm wind blow
