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When Will This End
Spinning inside rotting away. Something inside of me has been taken away. Feeling my heart breaking in vain. It won't get better now. When will this end?.
Wicked
Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in the headphones. . .. Wicked!. . 1. .2. .3 and I come with the wicked style. And you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew.
Way Too Far
Here it comes. Once again. 'Irrational'. I give in. Paranoia. Expands within. Little voices start to begin:. . Everyone's out to take your joy away. Constantly scheming to keep us at bay.
What We Do
Sometimes things get in the way.. My thoughts I cannot convey.. It's all pointing straight at you.. We hate loving everyday.. Our lives twirled in everyway..
Wake Up
Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!.
Wake Up Hate
We got a fucked-up reason to live.. Who really gives a fuck?. We're gonna wake up hate. We're gonna fuck you up. I wanna break everything. I wanna make it sting.
Uber-time
...dredging up approximately 385 tons of lunar dust.... In addition to recording the collision,. The Shepherding Spacecraft will fly through. The regolith plume thrown up by the collision....
Victimized
Our lives are fake.. They mean nothing you see.. Our dreams are lost.. Just aiming fantasy.. . How many times have you been misguided?. How many times have your hopes been smited?.
Twist/chi [live]
Pain!. Buried so far away. Enter my life of nothing. Sick of the same ol' thing,. so I dig a hole, bury pain!. Sick of the same ol' thing,. so I dig a hole, bury pain!.
Twisted Transistor
Hey you, hey you. Devil's little sister. Listening to your. Twisted transistor. . Hold it between your legs. Turn it up, turn it up. . The wind is coming through.
Twizted Transistor
Hey you, hey you. Devil's little sister. Listening to your. Twisted transistor. . Hold it between your legs. Turn it up, turn it up. . The wind is coming through.
Trapped Underneath The Stairs
I'm shrouded and sedated. Patiently awaiting. For my mind to really calm down. I'm afraid of being hated. 'Cause I'm so jaded. Not like everybody somehow.
Trash
How did it start?. Well, I don't know. I just feel the craving. . I see the flesh and it smells fresh and. It's just there for the taking. These little girls they made me feel so god damn exhilarated.
Twist
You're not the right one dumb damn rapper. Not the right goddamn. Who are you to rap shit take off. And who says you're right. On top you think you'r bomb artista.
Throw Me Away
Flesh wound, flesh wound. With medication it will fade. Should I assume that someone hears me when I pray. Love, full of hate.. Don't you love how I break?.
Too Late I'm Dead
Too late I'm dead, reposition, plenty, extraction. Demanding the best psychiatrist, psychic soothsayers. (Soothsayers). Analyzing my instincts, you got I all figured out.
This Town
This town is our town, so mother f**kin glam. . We are now the chosen toys of caddy girls and pretty boys.. Make up that face to win the race.. Life's a bitch in this town..
Thoughtless
Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies. Pushing all my mercy down, down, down. I want to see you try to take a swing at me, come on. Gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground.
This Isn't Right!
I must look away. I must find a way. You know there is a line!. Don't try to take what's mine!. I feel it bottled up inside!. This hate and all this pride!.
The Christmas Song
Korn. Miscellaneous. The Christmas Song. Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,. everybody was stoned, even the mouse.. . Man from the whore house and me from the jail,.
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