Lyrics:
tractions
I'm using a scissor for hacking
And both of my fists for cracking
In vision my zombies ripping
Your aunties, uncles, parents, grannies
And now
so flat, i don't think he's seen him a slab
I'm in upsah chatting to zombies, i don't like dealing with cats
How you talk about securing the bag,
You're holding a false war underneath your toe
It's what makes you so incommunicado
They've trained you well
With zombies and dystopian films
So when
feel
If it's real
I spent too much damn time Looking for Mrs. right
All I ended up with was mistakes Now my heart is still buried in a Grave
Guarded by
02. The Rabbit Hole ( Music & Lyrics by Anders WikströmBMG Scandinavia AB)
to corporate hell
You can't escape corporate hell
You know you can't leave it
They know that you need it
They've got you by the figurative balls
Welcome
im Kombi
Guck, sie jagen die Nadeln
Am Abend verkabelt in Arme wie Zombies
Und wir fahren den Wagen
Durch die Szenarien und warten am Kotti
Ich
Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi
I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
I
Tout est black, tout est black
Sept milliards d'humains, sept milliards de causes
Ça pète de partout, drive-by, overdoses (gang)
Y a des guerres
portraits of inhuman souls
Zombies ignite my fears but why for so many years
They´ve got better things to do than scare me
Inside The Land
We Trust
Horrifying fecal demons
Rising up out of the caverns below
Dark robotic astral zombies
Eating the peasants who live in Glasgow
Siege engines
rivaliser?
Tous mes zombies, ont l'visage assombri
Même sous ma puche-ca, tu m'reconnais même ap
J'suis au fond dans l'appart, bitches
J'ai mon ne-gueu
killing nothing will ever stop me from fucking murdering upheaving these human stockpiles of brown sediment extremely aroused by the sight of fucking pain
And I don't want your help
I hope you burn in hell
Live by your own rules don't pretend
Yeah zombies blindly follow trends
Can't you see yourself?
zombies!
Set in my ways
Deranged and crazed
An instinct hardwired in my brain
A circle that
I cannot break
An order that must be obeyed
No
Bodies soaked in strange compounds
The children of the toxic cloud!
Now down by the cemetery
A hideous emergency
Beginnings of catastrophe
BURNING
Gloriole on your worm eaten head
Foul air escapes your lying mouth
Tyranny throughout the centuries of pain
Blinded zombies followed into
So you grew up in a town where everybody's all the same
Like a city full of zombies going by the same name
Saying eat this, wear that, think ya
You've managed to convince yourself but I don't think you can
Manage me! me, me, me
Life based on a short story
Written by a bitch named Vern
In
the sun as you just march on by
So handsome in your uniforms, but you bat not an eye
[Chorus]
Like animals
Gun-toting freaks
Cracked-up in cami
pay me back
Allow them dead niggas
Zombies, get back in the grave you man
Dog eat dog is the life we live
It's a dog eat dog world
Imma get this
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