7 fans. Merci (:
Snuuf.
Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
and Love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again...
So if you love me let me go
Run away before i know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there
Deliver me into my faith
If i'm alone i cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you
My smile was taken long ago
If i can change i hope i never know...
I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me
To savor every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your light
But all of that was ripped apart...
When you refuse to fight
So save your breath I will not hear
I think i made it very clear
You couldn't hate enough to love...
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend
That i could hurt you in the end
I never claimed to be a saint
My love was banished long ago
It took the Death of Hope to let you go
So break Yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul
You never needed any help
You sold me out to save yourself
And I won't listen to your shame
You ran away - you're all the same
Angels lie to keep control...
my love was punished long ago
if you still care,
don't never let me know
if you still care,
don't never let me know
People=shit.
Here we go again, motherfucker
Come on down, and see the idiot right here
Too fucked to beg and not afraid to care
What's the matter with calamity anyway?
Right? Get the fuck outta my face
Understand that I can't feel anything
It isn't like I wanna sift through the decay
I feel like a would, like I got a fuckin'
Gun against my head, you live when I'm dead
One more time, mother fucker
Everybody hates me now, so fuck it
Blood's on my face and my hands, and I
Don't know why, I'm not afraid to cry
But that's none of your business
Whose life is it? Get it? See it? Feel it? Eat it?
Spin it around so i can spit in its face
I wanna leave without a trace
Cuz I don't wanna diein this place
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
It never stops - you can't be everything to everyone
Contagion - I'm sittin' at the side of Satan
What do you want from me?
They never told me the failure I was meant to be
Overdo it - don't tell me you blew it
Stop your bitchin' and fight your way through it
I'M - NOT - LIKE - YOU - I - JUST - FUCK - UP
C'mon mother fucker, everybody has to die
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
People = Shit
B.Y.O.B
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,Ouuuuuu
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses' dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,Ouuuuuu
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
..... Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses' dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,Ouuuuuu
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor
They only send the poor
Overdoz-and-core
16 ans
Au fond de la gorge d'une moue
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France
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