Lyrics:
of streets with nothing to do
Your warm heart had been frozen by some cold ideas
You tried to tell me but it came out wrong
I changed my strings, shaved my
Isn't this nice? Everybody's being so nice
Nothing is wrong, trouble's half passed
Everybody civil and getting along
Will it last?
You should
need someone to spar with
Put you in the back of my trunk
Get in my car trick
Running with nothing but thugs
With the fug
We more dangerous than l.a.
to corrupt me,
To disrupt my state of grace.
But I’m a sexxor
And I’m gonna get my way now!
Cuz nothing wets her like naivete.
She smells her prey.
Do to me
Here I walk with broken feet
Generations on my back
All the secrets that I keep
Got me shackled by my past
I can feel it buzzing
No I can’t do
Operation Clean-Sweep
Operation clean-sweep from dawn 'till death
Obliterating everything
No life is spared from last no chance to get away
Nothing
Selective Apocalypse
Naked, afraid. Surrounded by the
troops of doom. Emaciated, covered in
blood and their own excrements.
Degraded, into nothing
Without Jesus dawg there's no shield
Just open field, don't have to leave so I can find peace
Mercy and grace follows behind me
Covered by blood keeping my
to humanity
And a hypocrites, blood letting morality
Fearful, hateful, brain dead willing killers
Blinded by some bullshit bigoted fairy tale
Yet see their
The procession in progress
Withered hands grip the casket
The bearers bear nothing but laughter
Carried onward by a familiar skeletal embrace
This
marijuana
Rome by the home copiana from mama drama
Chase blood like a piranha, sleepy eyes from that ganja
Left your neighborhood burning in flames, just
where you been so long
The sky is blue the sky is black
John Train he ain't ever coming back
Papa was a rolling stone
Now he ain't nothing but
through the west
Ain't no where even touchin lA got me bumpin
Ain't worried about nothing
Day 1's by my side
Don't need an introduction
Hennessy and reefer
on the wings
Of hot winds of mayhem
Everything is in order
Everything is in disorder
Everything is how it should be
But nothing is in it's place
Chaos and magic
Woke up nearly 6 ‘o clock
It was our last day in Vermont, one of us was still missing
Staying at Tommy’s place doing nothing but playing
For no pay
major suffering
You're nothing but a shame
Feed the increasing terror
Feel the severity of your disease
Abandoned by its bearer
You sun is gone
shoulders
and now were onto you
I always suspected someone lurking in the shadows
you butchered us all while our blood was still warm
but I wont let it pass,
the secret flame
Torture by desire
Transformation from flesh to spirit
Melting, just melt away
There's a stillness between the light and me
Nothing but
her lies, every inch of me dies
Haunted by her face, my memory can't be replaced
My heart's torn asunder, and maybe life's going under
But I know this
feed the King Of Thieves - Seek Liberation
We keep giving the gift of blood
And sweat for nothing
A stab in the back
Forever imprisoned
those we once might have called friend. As the actions taken by the masses implicate us all. We all have blood staining our hands. Lying to yourself
way,
Not how you say.
Our blood, our sweat,
We have no regrets.
Tough as steel,
Never show the pain we feel,
Because we were tough as steel.
& spitting up blood. Can't live here there's nothing I recognize, =
I keep looking, reference points are hard to find when each home looks =
Just the same, but
(lew/graham)
I gave you all my time and I gave all my love to you
I gave you every dime and tell me what did you do
You broke this heart of mine by
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