Lyrics:
On your honor, on your honor
Let me explain my behavior
On your honor, on your honor
I swear, I was trying to save her
Who's the liar, who's
What if I was to? What would be so wrong with that?
These days I'm surrounded by people I don't even like
But boy, you are a flower, tonight I'll be
(words t.bryn/music t.bryn, brad nack)
(temptation rap by m. brooke)
The beat of love is a nasty one.
It's a flame from the devils fire.
'cause
I've been waiting for good news
We're to continue singing these ones
To the same demographic
Be it not perfect
Let it be heard by those taking
Reborn in Steel, it's time to fight
Backed by the Devil
He has my Soul
Victory in the smell of Hell's Virgins
Diving in that Hole
Sword held higher -
I'm a liar in the weekends, oh yeah
I'm so tired on the Monday mornings
So let me take a seat beside you
Let's talk about what you like
And what you
portrayed.
Call me by my true name.
One more time, one more before it's too late
It's not the ovations that I so adore,
It's your shrine I kneel before.
You
no history's no future, despair in their face/
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops/
like my boys got victims of boycotts/
you claim they're
of the Son
Set the controls for the heart of the Liar
Set the controls for the Sons of the fire
That burns in the night, and burns by the light
That torches
fine by the way I'm cashin' in
And tonight I got a new man next to me, yeah
Summertime
Yeah, we met that time
In all honesty
You were in your
Higher
Reaching for the sky
Driven by the nature of desire
Craving for more
Ignorance will fertilize the liar
Living on the edge
Guided by the fools that
fertilize the liar
Living on the edge
Guided by the fools that we admire
Just listen to me
Listen to that guide inside of thee
Primordial force
Sound
I'm eating more than wheaties I eat mignon filets
Nourished by the task like I'm working at a buffet
My diet keeps me focused and distractions out my
to answer the fuckin' phone
I could be the girl that you love (that you love)
Stand by your side, I'ma ride, ride, ride with you
I can be the only one
the pillow's giving you spots?
Whoever said that it's live are liars
White Serco, black car tyres
Bag of high fences and barb wires
My shank, sharp like
all along I only partly understand
And she comes by begging for that lonely sin again
Saying, "You'd rather be a liar than an honest, lonely man
The devil's got Bugattis for sale
Benz truck, Porsche, Maseratis as well
Bitches by the boatload, filling up your coke nose
Hope we don't end all up in
end?
My body's tired, my mind is lost
Sick of the fire, sick of the cost
Sick of these liars, sick of it, boss
Need to retire, go and get lost
Far
make it wrong
But I didn't make it right
I can make it better by holding you tonight
And I don't need to use my words to show you I'm f'real
So if
of a wrist
“I was forged by fire—a daughter of the canyon lands
Hell’s spawn of liars—raised by the dead in the sun-scorched desert sand”
Heed the killer
Feast your eyes on
A whole lotta sin
Oh no you're so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I
When your little life still ends in suffer
And there's no one you can trust
Then you stand alone in your dreams
By all the things you ever lost
we've been lied to by the liars,
We've been sold what we can buy
In our hearts there's a fire,
You can see it in our eyes.
We are the revolution, we want
floating by
Drifting through a lullaby
I find the spider, but then I die
All throughout the winter
The darkness reigns supreme
In the glacial palaces
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