Even after all the work youve done. Youll never ever get to have the one. The one who dances underneath the sun, underneath the sun. Charming jokes rolling straight from neath her tongue.
The morning goes out in a black, backless dress. Tired of waiting for me. She goes out for tea. Oh morning. Forgive me morning. . The morning goes out with the mid afternoon.
Verse 1:. LA city you can be so beautiful. All your streets are filled with dreams and spectacle. Pretty city I must leave when autumn falls. The weather changes elsewhere, I must feel it all, so I can go.
Mmmh. . I'm a funky man. I'm a funky man!. . What is your name?. It's so refreshing you don't look plastic. That's nice to say, I bet you think I look so fantastic.
Verse 1;. . I've woke up in my bed from the night you cheated. I've got a sick feeling it's been repeated. I'm sitting here and I don't know what to do.
Intolerance, self-glorified ignorance. It sucks you down with your face pushed against the fence. Why don't you finish yourself, since you don't really care?.
I just SOOO fucking hate when you put. content you don't have to get it indexed,. pretending that you have it just to get more hits, fuck you.. . I just So fucking hate when you put.
Who loves pain? Life is not worth livin'. It's evil. . We're all demons today. Come down and feel the pain. It burns straight through you. And makes a hole in your soul.
Beyond cruel received. The comfort in a broken heart. Now palette shades. An image after life. . Alone, surrounded by a million faces. One by one. I see the judgment in your eyes.
There is no stopping of what can't be stopped. There is no killing of what can't be killed. . There is no stopping of what can't be stopped. There is no killing of what can't be killed.
We welcome you. To the city of hate,. Where we're blind. . We clash in the streets,. You'll hear the sound of broken bones. And we say it's alright.. .
I hate whore moms who dress all slutty. And embarrass their children. I remember how it was when I was a kid. And my mom would dress up like a whore and embarrass me.
"You know the truth.". "Where are you?". "You could call it the end of the world..". . You fucking parasite. Feeding off my voice like a leech. Sucking me dry.
Iron boots, we're walking tall. With pride we'll walk all over you. Steel grip, we'll hold you down. On a leash, we're coming through. . Metal teeth, a diamond smile.
You ever get the feeling that everything. In America is completely fucked up?. . The choice you make will be your own. A pattern forms, too scarred to feel.
Tonight I'm covering the city. in posters that yells "Fuck You". Fuck your Politics,Opinions and Agenda. You try to fix my life. You don't have a fucking clue.
Nothing to Say. . Die... We Die... Just Die.... Now are That We're Suffer. Die... We Die... Just Die.... Now are That We're Suffer. . We Die... We Die... Just Die....
Your body might be borrowed.. But your spirit can not be saved.. . It's the end of the line.. End of the line.. . Standing clear of the world we had thought to know..
"First saved message, Sent Tuesday, May 20th, at 1: 41 AM:. Hey what's up man, um, I'm on my way to jail man. I'm going to Rice Street. Um. For uh, concealed weapons, catie's in the hospital, she um, ate um, half a vial of sleeping pills and tried to kill herself, and um, that's, that's it man, if you can a-get, get me bail, call, call my mom or somethin', I don't know, I don't know what else to say, later.".
This is the army. This is penetration. This is the force. Of a new form of silence.