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Nursery Rhyme
Falling down the stairs one, two, three, four. Kick the broken bodies up off the floor. I just killed a good friend of mine. Five, six, seven, eight and nine.
Cuilty Of Innocence
born to the plague of fools. intent on breaking all the rules. terror crash against the skin. mixing of blood. flesh tempted against nature. fear drips like water on glass.
No Sympathy
All the people, with their backwards attitude. Pointing fingers. And that's a bad excuse. For sitting on your ass while you complain. The stupid things that you don't want to change.
Colors Of Death
being used, but never forgiven. being pushed out, then pulled. right back in. how can I run, when you pull my. strings. self deception wrapped. in the colors of death.
Boltcutter
Killer wax, said the warden when she arrived on the scene first. Heartattack, like the poet that needed another word. When they find out about recent issues.
Code Of Silence
The silence grows loud. Echoing through the halls. Abandoned by our protectors. No effort to serve, protect. Heartless tunes beat. Swirling behind badge and gun.
Mother Of Creation
My man don't need nobody. He's got me and that's my body yeah. He calls to me I make him scream. I make him cry for me. My man don't want nobody. He wants me and all my body yeah.
Bleed You Dry
If I could give you life, I would take the chance. To make you see how much all those peeps and forgotten plans. Last one to feel your touch and they watched you from the shadows.
Cleanse The Seed
Vulgar, parasite. Endless quest for gain. Obsession turns to disease. Eats through to the bone. We must, purify, where we dwell. Sterilize. Deliberate, Intetions.
Meltdown
Hundreds of people gathered around. In a trance they dance when the vibe is really happenin'. The rhythm and the beat of the music take control. . Just like primitive pagans worshipping idols of pleasure and pain they pray.
Black Friday
Money was a never ending object for you from the start. Picture of your only loving sister. That you just fucked up. . Typical. Chemical. What you got?.
Challenge
Lungs breathing foulness. Anal intellect fills rooms. Cigar smoke and the stench of cheap wine. Smothers my children's innocence. The blind and boiled misery sets sail.
Better Off Dead
Rock. . Why is there no fuckin relief?. Wired off your face trying to sleep. Caught within the things you believe. Falling into traps, you concede. . I don't need it.
Martha
With a coffee and the steering wheel in my hand. On the road again and where is it going to bring us. With the sun ahead of us, and these fuckin' hippies in the back.
Bug Juice
THEME SONG. Bug Juice, it doesn't come in a jar.. Bug Juice comes from who you are.. It has the flavor of what you can become,. Freedom, reachin' out on your own,.
Blood Of Saints
Seal your fate, seal your fate. Seal your fate, seal your fate. . Souless, forgotten in time. Deep hunger flows in the veins. Of the anciant. Seducing dreams, spiral in motion.
Better Off Alone
I never gave a reason. of why I didn't call. Now I've grown so tired. of lying to myself. It cannot go unsaid. I regret what they know. Don't think it's all been a waste of time.
Mange D'la Marde
Mange d'la marde. Avec d'la marmelade. Une bonne vinaigrette. Sur ta salade. Mange dont d'la marde.... Mange d'la marde. Avec de la moutarde. C toasts le matin.
Balding Matters
Would you, could you. Lend a hand with my barbeque. I've got beer beer. Get round with your packed up wacky sack. . Balding matters. Balding matters. .
Machine Gun
Si la tierra tiembla. Se hunde en el mar. Si la tierra tiembla. Nadie se va salvar.... . We tremble on the Earth. And we fall into the sea. Machine gun killing you.
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