me beat me down, beat me down, forgive me for what I've done, I'm so lame, I'm so lame, I'm so lame so lame, so lame, so lame
sangue strilla: Fascio giu le lame (giu) Fascio giu le lame (giu) Fascio giu le lame Giu il coltello infame! Fascio giu le lame, giu le lame Chi e quel
all in the game for fame Farewell to integrity All it takes is the mind of the lame Reality game Game of the lame Insane
Whine, whine, whine. How can you afford to throw me those looks when you haven't pulled the bloody wool from over your eyes yet? How can you say those
me they dragged me from the bar still wet from sweat and beer i bruise so prettily by men blinded by their fear these men broke my back and made me lame
nuit, et disparais Tu n'es qu'un homme de plomb, fondu pour la guerre Au coeur de fer ; qui ne tient qu'au combat Je suis une lame de fond, tombee dans
Give me a reason, A sign that our time's not up Cause baby we need something More than to just give up I'd like to say we gave it all It's so hard to
just gonna partay No drama on my plate My phone is on virbate Friday thru monday Guys just wanna sex me girls just want the fade And guys are so lame lame guys are so lame lame
and prey for pimp profits Trick stop it before I take it there Quit while your ahead you'll never make it player [Chorus:] Man this games been bladed, its lame
I lose You don?t get to magnify my insecurities You don?t get to site and save my unhip-ocracies (not for sale) Take two placebos, then you can call me lame
Listen up! Done with the rules I've seen enough fucking tools My patience is getting thinner Prediction rebellion, we have a winner They never saw it
Can't wait to get off work, to see you guys. And start to play with all of the little energy I've got left. Every Tuesday, it's you and I and a wall
There's a band on the stage. The music is loud, and filled with rage. The sound is hurting my ears. But it doesn't matter, cause the music's so fierce
Once again... You're playing with my brain. You're driving me insane. You're running me over like a goddamn freight train. Pushing me closer to the edge
How could I ever understand how this was for you? And could any of my words linger your pain? Whenever I see you, I still think about the day you came
Late at night, sitting in a bar. It's a miracle that I've come this far. I look up and meet your eyes. Hold your hand, and I think that it feels like
Sometimes when I am down, I just close my eyes and think. How the hell did I get myself in this mess? Teardrops dancing, I'm crying, can somebody help
