I'm pro pain and I'm pro rage. So fuck everything when I'm on the stage. I live to be pro everything that you're against. I drink like I bleed, I smoke the weed.
We are DMF's. Breaking you down, jumping you in. Down motherfuckers. We live by a code, to live in the pit. DMF's branding the rules. We'll step your neck.
You wanna understand this,. But you don't know me except for what I told ya,. Except for what I've shown ya,. I'll crush all crisis in my life, and live it my own way,.
I can't sleep without the lights on. It's like I'm broken when you're gone. I've been holding on for so long. Every second here without you. Feels like the division of the heart.
I can't take this loneliness. Made mistakes and I regret them. I'm sorry for the things that I did. I'm sorry for the way I acted, yeah. . You mean the world to me.
Down in the holler there's a thriving town. A treasure trove that makes the world go 'round,. When the city barons bring their legal papers and guns,.
Bad boys on the run tonight. There's streaming energy. The future holds retreat or victory. Strollin' through the neon light. You get no charity. Looking for a fight- out on the run.
Sometimes I remember my life. The wheels been spinning so long. So many years have passed me by. And the feelings are still running oh so strong. . Now something new is here.
Jesus Christ was born like me in a stable. His mom and dad did all that they were able. How did they know which way He'd turn. Didn't want to get their fingers burned.
Fearing the day - hiding the light. My mind is shocked with fever. Evil will play - night after night. They are the soul receivers. . Yeah, they are strangers in the night.
You always tried to be so nice. But always got it wrong. Day by day you played your games with me. But there's no way you'll win. . But the time has come.
I can see you just in black. I can see you just in white. I can not see in the colors. Is not easy to be alright. . Don't say tomorrow. Don't say tomorrow.
Dancing with tears in my eyes. Weeping for the memory of a life gone by. Dancing with tears in my eyes. Living out a memory of a love that died. . It's five and I'm driving home again.
March, march. March ahead!. Straight to your deathbed. . Blindmen lead blindmen. Singing their anthem. Fathers sleep with their sons. Singing their anthem songs.
Do you recognize your family. Hanging on the hooks. Decorating cookbooks. It's delicious so don't demonize me. . There's no reason for dismay. They were quite stupid anyway.