Yeah I'm the son of a evil one That's right, I'm the devil's son Werewolf when the full moon shines, Turn to witch round Eastertown Evil Oh, evil And
We feel compelled to express our discontent and that direction to days back, some things have changed but we haven't noticed, really don't think you
Yeah I'm the son of a evil one That's right, I'm the devil's son Werewolf when the full moon shines, turn to witch round Eastertown Evil Oh, evil And
Yeah, I agree with you there's a lot of shit in this world but it's not in my backyard so it's really not my problem Disinclined, safe from knowing
We don't have to feel it The pain behind what we are served, just food on a plate, a disintegrated creature (How much do we know) About what we eat
The way you look at me with your thoughtful blue eyes makes my heart smile and the sound of your sweet, unrestrained laughter fills my whole world with
I remember when we started And this was not what we wanted, seems we lost perspective of our goal to have fun in the first place Cause right now this
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[x2] There's nothing wrong with having dreams and trying to fullfill them Cause there's no easy answers, life's a never ending lesson, never know what
I could write a thousand songs about my anger but it wouldn't change a thing in this world I know that for a fact but it makes me feel a whole lot better
I have my opinions and I try to stick to them, call me childish if you want But I guess the concept of that depends on who sets the norm And if submitting
Saw a recent picture of you, it brought tears to my eyes when I realized that it's been so long, too long since I saw you last And I felt the distance
He comes home late from work, expects dinner to be served, a big steak cause real men need meat, has two kids already, a third one on the way and a grown
The boss told the worker should be glad that he's got a job There's a lot of people out there who in fact do not So don't join the union boy, "is that
Worn out words and platitudes, the more they talk the less we understand Shoved around in circles Like pieces of dirt while the oppressive forces alter
