love I like the way, I like the way, I like the way you hold me baby I like the way, I like the way, I like the way you hold me baby Nothing was meant
Traduzione: Fear Factory. Mi piace il modo.
some frustration and fear Try to figure out why the hell I came here Well I don't know either, and I'm not ready to take a breather, neither All I know is I
run away To leave in peace and end her stay Years of fear were in her way Lost in space and down she came Suddenly some subtle entity Some cosmic energy brushed her like
I fear the future, I can envision the time When our cityscape will touch the sky Will men of Faith, of Wealth and Power Spare their people a fate like
is mad I get more butt than ash trays, Fuck a fair one I get mines the fast way, The ski mask way, Uhh, Ransom notes, Far from handsome...but damn a
is keeping me out of coffins Camu was like "Fuck it, just keep the beats dirty dusty" I grabbed the CD radio like "10/4 good buddy" I'll keep running
Slip through the net, I'm sick of it all but I bet I regret Not pushing my way through fightin' and tryin' I'll step on some toes, try to live like I'
all this I've been feeling like I'm slowly burning out... Nothing is all bad... Nothing is quite right. So I kept inking and screaming from my room... The only way I
Of downtown people, Tryin' to make their way to work. Nose-to-the-stone people, Some are saints, and some are jerks. Hard workin' people, Stoppin' for a drink on the way
make their way to work, the downtown people. Some are saints, and some are jerks, (that's me) everyday people. Stoppin' for a drink on their way to work
lifetime, but these words stuck with me, hey And so I ran from all of this and I climbed that highest hill I looked down on to my life above the factory spill I
me out of coffins Camu was like fuck it, just keep the beats dirty dusty I grabbed the CD radio like, 10/4 good buddy I'll keep running the track even
(Bundrick) I was on my way To a needle factory Up and coming prospects Was a waiting there for me I was selling my wares Three bucks a share Three bucks
their way to work The downtown people Some are saints and some are jerks That's me, everyday people Stoppin' for a drink on their way to work Alcoholic
times I see, and I don't know again I like that I was playing keep away I like to think that I'm going down I'll fake it all, and I'll watch again I
? Will someone tear these two apart? This is a factory, not a circus! Now come on ladies, settle down I run a business of repute I am the Mayor of this town [To the foreman...] I
is this fighting all about? This is a factory, not a circus! Now, come on ladies, settle down I run a business of repute I am the Mayor of this town [