I'm a low life, trash, riff-raff. Drinkin' booze, pub-crawling man. Psychotics on narcotics I need 10 bottles a day. . Lame and useless to the bone, broken dreams, leave me alone.
I don't know why she called. But it was her stange ways. tell me 'bout her. FUCK!. . She told me she was the one. And that everything was done. And then I looked around.
I don't know why she called. but it was her strange way. of tellin me bout her. fuck!. . she told me that she was the one. and then everything was done.
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now. Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks. Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now. Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks.
Liar, liar. . Banana banana banana terracotta. Banana terracotta terracotta pie. Banana banana banana terracotta. Banana terracotta terracotta pie. . Is there a perfect way of holding you baby?.
Seit nachts dein Atem ber meine Haut geweht. und meine Hand dein Schogestruch zerzaust,. seit ich die Stirn an deinem schlanken Hals gekhlt. und do mit deinem Haar ein Nest mir baust..
ngstlich vor dir Weite suchen,. dich nicht findend dabei fluchen;. springen, tanzen und mich drehen,. nur noch grelle Farben sehen;. immer neu den Drachen schicken,.
Target sick of the black bullshit crime is. prime time check out the news how. many times I trust then cuss leave in the. end in full discuss point blank give up.
I want to be where the action is. it's time again. we won't get a second chance. everything is dying. fuck sleep, fuck beauty, I know I have to make it alone.
I Want To Be Where The Action Is. It's Time Again. We Won't Get A Second Chance. Everything Is Dying. Fuck Sleep, Fuck Beauty, I Know I Have To Make It Alone.
John feels the stare. He turns and he's there. In the middle of a lonely huge place. The priest speaks to him:. "You think you'll win". With a sneering grin in his nice face.
Your story starts so bitterly, an act no one should see. I hear your tale unfold, it makes my blood run cold. The dark side of the human race, makes me sick.
Mother fuck the way you think. You never made sense anyway. Building up to tear it down. You're codependent on apathy. . By design you fucking sterilize - so you desensitize.
Yeah, this is our victorysong. A song of hope and faith. When all seems dark and dull. Yeah, this is our victorysong. It makes our hearts believe. And force the dark away..
Forces united. The choice is yours. Forces united. The choice is yours. . Forces united. The choice is yours. Forces united. The choice is yours. Forces united.
Stop and think of society's impotence. And the reason behind its incompetence. Faith in God is the vice, bring on the tyranny. Won't be long 'til you find the real irony.
What do you expect I'm doing up here. What's with you what's the problem. You will always treat me obscene. Who cares if they make sense. . You went and sat there and broke their bottles.
Originally performed by Verbal Abuse. . What do you expect I'm doing up here. What's with you what's the problem. You will always treat me obscene. Who cares if they make sense.
Bleeding, we are the victim. Our only crimes are our lives. Beaten, life is taken. When blood is spilt a mother cries. . When pointless shit around you.
Darkness drapes my weary eyes. drape the void that grows inside. And I can't take this veil away. I can't find the strength. I tried to shield my scenery.