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the team man you know we gone ride
She got that Wap man you know it's a slide
These niggas mad these niggas lie
Time for that work man you know they gone

a letter, wrote you a letter, wrote you a letter

Feel a little empty
Drinking all this time away
My hands are feeling heavy by the thought of you forgetting

of happiness, security from fear
What a fucking lie, we've been believing it for years

If everyone believed in peace, freedom and equality
This could be

World of Tomorrow

The Berzerker

World of Lies

2005

behind closed doors is where we all really live 

Disadvantaged by your thoughts and never wonder why 
You can make the difference is it that you wish

(All Along the) Watchtower [Acoustic]

T.S.O.L.

Hell & Back Together: 1984-1990

1992

a lie
I don't think I'll ever win, all of this is anything
When I die, I hope a love is at my side
There's no trap door, or get out clause
The world

and found
And all I got was the current crown worn by
Cathy's New Clown

Our enemies are at the border
We couldn't go back too soon
Be a nice girl and don't

it
I just get high about it
I can't even lie I closed my eyes and I just thought about it
But I don't really think about it
I just write it down dip my

Heavy pounds of pain and dread
will never wash away
But mark my words upon this sword
We will meet again some day
There's a fire in the sky that reminds

caused by your screw ups
And now we are living in fear
You give all the advice but never do think twice
Or follow the own things you said
You reach out

cavity, blown
Cuz im stoned, bad to the bone
Why must you do this to i
Get by and never try to lie

I accept, and at times deny
Magnify, and take it away

phone call we send for the hit-man
people die and no names get mention
people get prang, flo dan too nang
drive by shooting in a transit BANG BANG BANG

I'ma take it by force
I'ma run the devil out the door yeah
You ain't taking mine you a lie and the father of it
I'ma speak the word every time you try

filled by it. I know there is no destiny to fulfil. It was a lie. But to try to find graciousness and gratitude in my own graceless movements. I must make

Blackeyes

Ancient

Mad Grandiose Bloodfiends

1997

A beginning brings forth questions

Answered are these with lie upon web

Shiver, does the child draped in it's disgrace

The web grows like

We're here to break the mold
Of everything that you've been told
About society
And what they make you all believe

Lies
Of
The human race
Lies

to kill -  
- (that is the cure)  
Can't heal myself  
What is to come?  
How come this comes upon me again?  

(solo: Yuri Rusakov)  

My story I write

Am I One Am I

Carrier Flux

In Waste

come
As for my lies, I burn in each and every one
As for the truth, denied by fear
And for my pain, I brought it all upon myself
This fear that I may

the following herd
The age of control is upon us
Caged with ideas
And chained by words

This has been a test
Do not adjust your set
Believers have a choice

raised his staff and scepter
He raised the gruesome dead
He stood upon the mountain top and this is what he said:


I am the resurrection
I am