I can't believe we won the war. What's it good for?. We won't be anymore. We'll all turn to steel. We'll be in hell. Talking to our friends. Nothing, nothing.
When jealous and enmity eats empathy you might find aggravation. Morphs into insanity which leads to vengeance and retaliation. When you're drinkin' jack and bangin' smack you have feud and derision.
Hello, Welcome our CD. Can you hear the blatant similarity. . turn it up and get your neighbors pissed. or turn it down, it don't matter to me. . TAKE TWO PLACEBOS AND CALL ME LAME.
Hello, Welcome our CD. Can you hear the blatant similarity. . turn it up and get your neighbors pissed. or turn it down, it don't matter to me. . TAKE TWO PLACEBOS AND CALL ME LAME.
I got an invitation to go to anarchy camp. There will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening. The soundtrack will go multi platinum.
It's ok, allow yourself a little hate. Hatred is not so bad when directed at injustice. You can turn the other cheek, just don't turn the other way. .
You are a hippie,. You smell like skunk,. I'm your arch-enemy,. A middle class punk.. Get out,. Get a life,. Get a job,. Everyone's smoking grass,. Everyone is an ass..
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out. I got no one to blame, nothing to change. I got no evil to fight. . One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst. Society don't bother me.
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All of me, why not take all?. Can't you see I'm no good without you?. Take these arms, I wanna lose them. Take these lips, I'll never use them. . Your goodbye left me with eyes.
Staying home is not rally an option. For alcoholics living in Manhattan. Have you seen the size of John Bush's apartment?. It's a bit smaller than a glove compartment.
Come on underachievers. Come on all you underpass believers. We'll give you the skill for street livin'. It feels pretty great to just give in,. so just give in.
Billy Cobin lost it all. We knew he would eventually. Some wonder why he took the fall. Others just ask who the hell is he. And why should we care for him?.
Why do I keep scratching?. Scratching my balls. I don't like this feeling. I don't like it at all. . 'Cause I got crabs. I got crabs, I got crabs. I got those little fuckers.
Even if it's easy to be free. What's your definition of freedom?. And who the f**k are you, anyway?. Who the f**k are they?. Who the f**k am I to say?.
Even if it's easy to be free. What's your definition of freedom?. And who the f**k are you, anyway?. Who the f**k are they?. Who the f**k am I to say?.
Lost, somewhere on Hollywood and Vine. She was picking up a dime. I said where you've been all my life?. It must have been those curves in the sea of straight lines.
From the first hit. Saw my world come crashing down. I'll never forget. How you just blew my mind. . My head is spinning. Feel my heart 'bout to explode.
oooohhhh... oooohhhh... oooohhhh... oooohhhh.... oooohhhh... oooohhhh... oooohhhh... oooohhhh.... . Bury me under a crooked sidewalk. That's where we allegedly met.
I'm in and out of conversation. It's hard to keep my attention locked down. So don't take offence to anything i say. I tried so hard to keep you coming back my way.