parks are just a memory No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again Don't care if it's historic, don't really care at all All Torn Down All Torn
a memory No time to let the concrete set Before it's broken up again Don't care if it's historic Don't really care at all All torn down All torn down All torn
Traduzione: The Living End. Tutti Torn Down.
to love Ever since the day I meet you You're the only one who cares for me The only one who guides me through your all I ever wanted all I ever asked
be sleepin on the dead end drivin with the car runnin blinded Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn Love letters to the innocent and unborn All
it's all the same to some But that cityscape makes me numb Walkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap Still managed to end up thirsty
and all that I call that God's grace, uh, ain't it all that All for the sins of men from begin to end The cup of wrath was filled up to the rim with grim
Uh. know what I mean We all, we all got our own thing, And heres mine... [Verse 1:] Now my things was cool I swore id never break the rules Straight
them out alone One by one they belly up and one by one they fall One by one go bottom up, with speed I kill them All, strike down, king throughout the
going out to everybody that's ever been locked out or held down or kicked around. It's going out to all the white trash out there. All the wasted youth
And brings down the birth of a new breed It's the lack of our morality, the loss of love and sanity The answer to all the fears we seed At this time
for power, soon they will all bleed From dust to dust, end of your mortal path Black clouds welcomes, the holder of holy wrath Close your eyes, lay down
This has been the end of all things. Nothing exists of what you once fought so wantonly for.. Your immortal lives have come to end. Stoop down, unto the
clever thing to do We must strive on for what we know is right We know all too well there's no end in sight But human nature is still on our side As
or lay down, or let a nigga feel your pound That's how it be up in the streets Money hungry bitches is bigger, noted But to just let them live, I'm for
Then the comets that graxe nightskies Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs When you and I and all else dies... It's rotting down This carcass Maggotropolis
nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that we can hope for as death? Maybe our lives don't matter that much,