I would love to meet you, meet you by myself. So i can be released from my living hell. . The anger that I feel inside will never go away. Until I see you die.
They're the ones to declare the war. We're the ones die for the cause. They pull the trigger on the gun. We die they have fun.. Die for your governments convenience..
It's up to us if we dye our hair. It's up to us what clothes we wear. We're supposed to live in a democracy. Well then listen it's up to me. . Don't conform.
Drag the river with a comb that you just bought. For a dollar at the drugstore on the font. If you catch a body falling star, falling star. Is it anybody 'cause those has-beens don't fall far.
You drink and drink. You never got a reason. But you put it on my tab. You put it on my tab. . You drink and drink. You never got a reason. But you take what you should've left.
Dynamite and whiskey. It's all the same. Tobacco in the sunshine. Sleeping in the rain. Jesus said for sure. He's coming back again. Dynamite and whiskey.
Reason. This demigod, unto which you cluster.. Sacrilege. You sacrifive the purity of the air beneath your wings.. A slow and painful ritual to burn the youth you lost..
... he looked upon the world. and saw that it was still depraved. . as him. though not like him. for him, as all. . but closed. like them. not him. . unaware.
Human waste, fallen prey, surrounding me.. A plague on life, corroded minds, a dying breed.. Morals decay, whores parade, it sickens me.. This human race, the living dead, drenched in disease..
I cant belive, whats become of me. Not the way i want to be. I told myself i would never do that. I warned myself i was headed for this. And sometimes i want to end it all..
Ci sono giorni e giorni. Quelli più belli. E quelli che non passano mai. Nemmeno te ne accorgi. Del tempo che hai lasciato. E che non tornerà. È storia di un istante.
YOU KEEP SEARCHING. THROUGH YOUR BRAIN. BUT ALL THE ANSWERS. HAVE GONE AWAY. . IN THIS MADNESS. YOU ARE ALONE. NO INSPIRATION. ALL IS GONE. . YOU WANT TO GET OUT OF DARKNESS.
I've been listening to a lot of music. But I never found a prettier sound. Than you crying out my name. . I've been meditating for a lot of minutes. About the dirty pictures stuck in my mind.
Crop, crop again. You know back on the hip hop?s DJ. Lot of people talk with their game with their mouth. Dangerous people to hang with. . that's a dangerous man who speak with his hand.