flip a stroller That was holding her baby sitter Her mother screamed and came runnin I couldn't believe what I'd seen It's a cruel world, a cruel cruel world
full of misery) Let me go home (You're nothing more than a memory) I don't like your philosophy Let me go home (You're a cruel and a faceless race) Let me
Does anybody have an answer why It seems the good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why [2x] Now in my world will it get worse
survive World is cruel, I'm the world Watch out for me, I'm the Devil To eat before to be... World is cruel, I'm the world Watch out for me, my ace is
question left is how to take you all down with me. The coroner will have his hands full tonight. That is if he is not among the dead. Dead will choke
none of this was to exist in a cold cruel world Pain is fucking money taxed with your suffering .....Suffer Inside Every head just another dollar Every finger just a fucking cent Your dead
walls call my name, they know me, they know all. They enfold the part of me that used to be sane, Forever locking it away. That part of me is now dead
resistance! Please don't judge me For I'm too scared But who'll take care of my dears? So untrue brave new world seems to me, mankind's cruel Soon we'
time you want to fuck me over stab me in the front Can I still see my future in your eyes, or can I picture myself dead in your embrace And your cruel
by my command [barbarian] no we'll crush our foe and quell this land [roman] you cannot kill what's already dead [barbarian] whoever rivals me will lose
Love is cruel, remember this Protect yoourself from the fighting fists Cut my wrists So deep it fits It's killing me, it's tearing me I can't forget,
about to slit Love is cruel, remember this Protect yourself from the fighting fists Covered wrists So deep it fits Its killing me, its tearing me I can
in my business Actin like you know me, I've never seen homie He try to lean on me I'm a put the beam on him Tele-screen on me, really if he only Knew
it So I'm trapped up against the wall Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me Tryin' ah catch me up in that robbery Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
manifested. Their heart rock to death. Still I'm livin' in a cruel, cold, world; put it on my shoulder. God wouldn't give me none if I couldn't handle
t be bucking on my Bone When someone's home and never play to me And pray to me, can't play with me So label me a runaway slave And "Cest la vie"! Murda
