pain, In his mind that screams, For mercy he will not give in Feel no pain, feel no pain Pain, pain, pain, pain Crush Broken code holds information
Översättning: Forbidden. Känner ingen smärta.
Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel
brain I'm sick and deranged so picture the pain Flowing in my veins yeah, I'm sick, I'm sicker then Hitler My gat spit streak mothafucking forbidden
I'm sick and deranged So picture the pain Flowing in my veins Yeah I'm sick I'm sicker then Hitler My gat spit streak mothafucking forbidden scriptures
that feeling It's got a hold on me, I'm a chase that feeling like I And I'm a chase that feeling Take that pain and replace that feeling And I'm a take
to die, what if it was me? 'Cuz see ya now face flashin' on the MTV Front page in the paper, front of the source Jealous niggas laughin', pain and feel
To anyone passing by and it's who they're talking to. There was someone on the platform talking to the folks About the TV god and all the pain that
to the flame. A sweet pain to cut the indifference. a forbidden love to come. You're immortal, you're immortal sin. Coming from behind you. feel the
story Forbidden Love Forbidden Love Forbidden Love Forbidden Love (Verse 2) People try to tell me that I should just walk away That it makes no sense, This bad romance will cause me pain
Satanic Queen Traveling at the speed of light, saw thing never seen Arm in arm with Lucifer, Belial on my back I have swam the lake of flames, walked forbidden
leads to the third, fifth, the seventh time I feel so alive, it won't last but it's alright Fleeting joy and fading ecstasy Here it goes again, oh Sneaking fruit from the forbidden
pain It levels and crushes at its free will My doomed fate will soon be sealed Pain's invention, madness Preys behind my eyes Pain's invention, madness Now I realize Pain
on things That should be free Your capitalistic tendencies rot Your soul within The starving feast upon your blood You disregard your sin Remorse you will feel
feel inside There'll be no going back from here I'm scared it'll lead to tears Patience, boy, and I will decide If your kiss is sweet enough If I wanna feel
of time Fear overcoming my senses Waiting is agony Point of intensity increasing Dreaming, forbidden anxiety Screaming....distortion Pressure builds, suffocate Smothered by a feeling
dead in the ground Facing your front while flat on your back Laughing it up now cover the tracks Scratch off the crustation never kills any pain that
