and lost control Now death is reaching for your hand and when theres nothing left you start reaching back Shoveling shit up your nose Needle to your arm Less than zero
lost control Now death is reaching for your hand and when theres nothing left you start reaching back Shoveling shit up your nose Needle to your arm Less than zero
have you sprung like a girl gave you head with a earring in her tongue Since Tash come from less than zero, my splurgin's urgent My mouth so foul, you
known To seep through these brick walls n shit, close your eyelids In the field of depth perception I annihilate kids with no less than texas tittie twisters
'll have you sprung Like a girl gave you head with a earring in her tongue Since Tash come from less than zero, my splurgin's urgent My mouth so foul,
(Dave Mustaine) Less than five miles from Ground Zero sits an International hotbed, the United "Abominations" as it were. Created to prevent wars and
