Well said from your stutter brains, ey Fall up, cause youire staying awake, yea When you dream, all you seem to see's me Dolled up in the best that
Paint by numbers, bring the thunder Torture, bind and kill - play the hunter Rolling out the beats like a carpet in Iraq Same game, different name
Stepping to the plate On a late night session again Got the decks all spinning And Iim playing just the creme de la creme See you moving on the floor
Dissipate at the gates Let the water in Uncontrolled, so much more Like it's never been Bend your back, caving in Are you gonna break Open cell
Filthy whores, filthy priests All the creatures in between Broke my soul: deaf and cold With sunken eyes and fists of stone As we see the scenes in
Drowned rat, it's just another rainy day Unpacked And the bags are light and empty again Mistakes will happen to the best of us While the grey and
This right here Is payback From way back We don't play that My destination is clear Suspicious minds will detect And if I die all alone This
Why are you using my name, son? Why are you trying to walk inside my shoes? Why are you part of the shame, son? Why can't you find what you own? And
The storm inside your eyes The fire in your smile The special state of mind Don't let the structure wither The storm inside your eyes The fire in
dirty girls make some noise move that ass for dirty boys dirty boys so obscene like to see the girls extreme (x3) now is the time to be there (x2) dirty
I follow everyday's demands You never followed anyone I try to make it through the night You only wake up for the sun I face my normal worries You just
Friday night at 10 pm now the weekend?s started Left the normal world behind join in the departed Let the substances control you for world retarded Move
I think incessantly, repulse the man in me I contemplate all day and wonder 'bout my fate This glass terrarium, my sanitarium I wish I was a star,
I see you shaking slowly, moving across the room I got that 20-cycle-pound in my kick o' doom When all the club is bouncing, you will be bouncing, too
Little shadows moving On the bedroom wall Staring at me while you sleep Can't you see them at all? Little voices whisper When the curtains fall
You bow, back rounds Drop down, like a 40hz sound It ain't pretty and your ditty sounds odd When this motherfucker drops you Like an act of god Sustain
It's a huge shit sandwich And we're all gonna have to take a bite If I could mix your tears with burnt herb I'd inhale your pain If I could erase