What a cunt this world What a difficult feeling To have swift right hand And never have the left to cover the bleeding I know, but you know, why
to the wolves, keep in mind the vermin you fear have all been wearing kid gloves. Fuck dreaming. Dead eyes drifting in-front of me, red eye is a sign
And it's done, the message is the message is a fraud and it's done, the question is which question you are asking is a dud. And I'm just a mannequin with
worthless drunk's son, these are the cards of a vulture culture, this is the sound of the right place wrong time, this is the mark of a victimless crime
We'd swim through a million quagmires to suck the last cock of what ever just fucked you my baby rocks back and forth tonight this dance lasts a thousand
youth A black lung, a black time A generation bored out of their minds Its a long dead thing God loves a dealing fiend Its a long dead thing God loves a
like a good son should. You know I scream like you, scream as a good boy should, to let a good thing go. It's over. I've got a feeling daddy I don't
Back door, through the club I'm sick of seeing all the same kids at shows Fall in by the bar Burn down the one you love or trust Strike one, strike
Put me to sea, raise the flag on my eulogy, put me to sea, better off with the waters deep. Raise the flag, raise the flag, Tell the preachers the sky
tock tick tock tick tock think of yourself it's not a sensible failure baby's got a new toy, in a green purse baby's got a new toy, in the back yard
lives begin We've got a bone to pick with you, We've got a throne to steal from you, I'm gonna pick my teeth with you, We got a throne to steal
of the sound. I was born an hour glass, now I'm skinny as a rake, I was born with silver spoons but I'll die without a care, but that's cool. . Fucking
It's just a common cold, brought on by a lack of trust ,it's just a small stone hanging from an iron cross, it's just a black mark picked up by a fucking
Allies, come on baby give us a try Villian, you know girl we only come out at night Cool, beat it down, you know the nightmares only begun Good luck
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in the lake but it's a train wreck, we never tangle with the weak. No future? I'll risk it. At least the risks we take are as a unit. When all we've got
Pull out the pin again a nail bomb in the heart of this city but all we ever seem to hit : posers we dance around our camp fires as cowards we're
this is cutting us up, we're the kids who see the world as an empty cup, with a death note and a black stare and a pardon from a government that doesn
