den Rest mit Schie?gewehr. Und es singt der Chor der Bloden. der schon immer war zu laut. Und es singt der Chor der Bloden. Der schon immer war zu laut
Traduzione: Lo stupido. Il buono, il brutto e il cattivo.
Traduzione: Lo stupido. Electric Relax 2003.
Traduzione: Lo stupido. Lights Out.
Traduzione: Lo stupido. I Am Stupid.
Traduzione: Marius Müller Westernhagen. L'idiota coro estere Hagen.
Traduzione: Marius Müller Westernhagen. Il coro di idioti.
Traduzione: Westlife. Il coro di idioti.
Pressures in life seems like work Like a job that will only get worse So we look back and never forward It's all better once its over So we'll search
Constituion lost its ink They won't get away with this Step up to the frontline Everything you say and do Nothing works because of you Step up to the
Thank you for making me And killing what's inside of me Thank you for what you did Thank you for all the shame Thank you for all the pain And fucking
Dawned in my head just the other day getting high What would I do, who would I kill Seeing defeat dripping down from the arabplane Blow away, nothing
The reach Through the blood This is all I ever want to know Hopeless, helpless, shameless, completely underrated Signified life With a forked tongue
Nothingface is tortured agonized, say Nothingface, Nothingface Is death commanding death Nothingface, Nothingface Is squeezed, chokes, and suffocates
Pay, all by yourself Never alone Taking your place You'd better make me see your pain Never yourself Suck by a loss Taking your place You'd better make
Procreation That's where my life had died It's like I'm never wanted Why me, why me, why is it always me Institution Thats where my childhood died It
Gross out, I'm scarred I wanna rape and sodomize a beauty queen Stare, rage, unclean Breath your last breath for me. This feels so right There's something
Happiness and family is tearing me apart Down with me down with me I'm not going to fall All your rage on me Everything is ok Nothingness and no one'
