Testi:
Words

You're too young to let this city destroy you And you're too old to be afraid. Don't believe the hype; we've so much left to live for. You're much too

when they took our kids But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of Wisdom But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of

words of beginning The words of the end A word for love A word for death A word to command A word to set free A word to exalt A word to degrade

I'm through, this time I'm over you I'm sick of all your games (all your games) This rollercoaster ride has left me dizzy and I want to Leave before

[Lyrics by M. Mixon] You have given me a window into my own inner human spirit and it's warmed my hear Like the powerless hand of a helpless child

white wall in front of me, where I see images that I wouldn?t ever seen and I feel too much lonely? Echo of your these fuckin? true words, sounds again

[Verse One: Esoteric] I'm concotin medical doctrine's in journals Maternally important internal organs and verbally abortin epidermal assortments; Esoteric

Psionically bionically I dominate demonically Check this, my reckless style will catch wreck ironically Sonically I'll invade, crush your cavalcade Parade

') Drain your blood line (Sucka's I drop ya') You'll be executed (Sucka's I drop ya') Learn from the druid (Cuz my words rock ya') Seamus is the God-