I?ve been caught? between the lines across my face then i?m open? to all the nights of my disgrace when i focus in? i feel the black blood through my
Modern life is a 24/7 binge-and-purge human skin on robot bones the love we buy is a cheap-lust throw-away power-play so strip it down to the root strip
Out on the streets i?m a cannibal another savage on a string and on the streets we?re invisible a dead canary never sings out on the streets where the
when the day stops your engines i can see there?s no more nights to call our own and you?re out there picking up their laundry i can see there?s no more
Master criminal like you knew before now you plot out the start can you plot out the end over-rated now over-stated too how it was at the start how
We are the useless sluts born of bourgeois boredom baby chock-full of rhetoric and hardwire at 56k we smack of youth appeal and empty advertising dreams
I?ve been waiting so long i?ve been waiting for anything for any change at all since the poison in my blood set in all the time just flies past i sit
Nothing in your culture takes you where you want to be and nothing shakes that numbness at the heart of everything sometimes it feels like you were born
Forget the inclusions lets hear the exclusions forget the inclusions lets hear it! lets hear it! forget the inclusions lets hear the exclusions forget
Jupiter said remember when you?d move a mountain so many ways you?d wanna let go when dreams of better days don?t exist my friend just break the wall
Sit back the world is watching every movement and the way you?re breathing (forget the free with harmony and hold it inside) cold blood and the heat
Sense your pride it makes no sense we?ve bled we?ve died for less i take my fall for your god i can?t replace too late to hide from my pain too late
Plombe, le ciel est deglingue j'suis comme un chien perdu comme un chat de la rue detrempe par les pluies chaudes de l'ete sans foi, les jours
La nebbia che respiro ormai si dirada perche davanti a me un sole quasi bianco sale ad est La luce si diffonde ed io questo odore di funghi faccio mio
When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night When the sun found the moon She was drinking
Ci han trattenuto in hotel, Caldo. Dopo la strage aerea. E quale persona sei Passo Diffidi della retorica Ti giuro se sapessi di ferirti io non partirei
Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror, for I now remember my fate I will be submerged