Atea Mistica Meccanica Macchina Automatica - no anima Macchina Automatica - no anima Ecco la Terra in Permanente Rivoluzione Ridotta imbelle sterile igienica Una Unita di Produzione Unita di Produzione
Meccanica Macchina Automatica - no anima Macchina Automatica - no anima Ecco la Terra in Permanente Rivoluzione Ridotta imbelle sterile igienica Una Unit di Produzione Unit di Produzione
Mistica Meccanica Macchina Automatica - no anima Macchina Automatica - no anima Ecco la Terra in Permanente Rivoluzione Ridotta imbelle sterile igienica Una Unita di Produzione Unita di Produzione
Traduzione: Csi. Unit Di Produzione.
Self destruct We've lost all control Self destruct Defy all the trust you stole Self destruct I think you sold us all I feel your stranglehold Self
The sect was making LSD, mescaline, amphetamines, and other illegal drugs at the cult's facilities.
there's one guy I'd like to thank he signs the checks and leaves them blank he's the one he says you don't have to walk a plank the game is rigged, go
over prescribed under the mister we had survived to turn on the history channel and ask our esteemed panel why are we alive and here's how they replied
my dewy-eyed Disney bride what has tried swapping your blood with formaldehyde? Monsters? Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide! Jesus don't you know
well you sure didn't look like you were having any fun with that heavy-metal gaze they'll have to measure in tons and when you look up at the sky all
get out your measuring cups and we'll play a new game come to the front of the class and we'll measure your brain we'll give you a complex and we'll
those that will judge will say you're aloof but you know the truth is a seed you know what you need is a conflagration cause when I see your blood and
I got home this morning with the sun right in my eyes there was no warning as it took me by surprise hit me like an act of God causing my alarm that
my skin is white as parchment drier than a downtown office building where the air is tight there's time spent resting on her bones waiting for the telephone
I was getting ready to be a threat I was getting set for my Accidental suicide The kind where no one dies No one looks too surprised Then you realize
if we can call them friends we can call them on red telephones and they won't pretend that they're too busy or they're not alone if we can call them
you remind me of you the way you shot right through and how you broke my window glass, fast it happened so fast I have to confess that I that I was impressed
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