Traduction: Martyr A.d.. Les Derniers Mots de toute signification.
No time for your scenester shit no time for your popularity contest no time to watch you pose no time for your trendy clothes fuck the dance show, just
who to be? Honest anger wasnt cool enough for you now you've got fans and money but still not a clue anger with meaning and feelings that ring true last
Remember when we were kids on the losing team no chance of coming back the game was called on that ten run rule no more games this is life we're still
I wish I could skate and destroy everyting I see underlying beauty masked by concrete nothing left to hold me back wild on the streets and on the attack
Is it hot in here or is it just me it seems we forgot what this was supposed to be I know its hard to give a shit but this worlds got a problem so lets
George w bush is a fucking idiot not my leader never will be destroying the world with corporate greed inbred aristocracy you call this a democracy?
It seems like the only reason to go on is I dont believe in suicide but I cant just last 'til the next show which will snap first will it be my body
Nero played the fiddle while Rome went up in flames I hope I'm around long enough to do the same violence in the headlines, emo in the scene not sure
but all and all I remember driving up to your house and still thinking I'm still thinking why should I waste my time are these your last words any different
Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter and this morning I threw up fire But it's nothing new I've been piecing it together and it's got something
Words and Music by Bernie Leadon Once I was young and so unsure I'd try any ill to find the cure An old man told me Tryin' to scold me "Oh, son,
[Fabolous] Unh (uh-huh unh) yea There's alot of money over here (Hahahahahaha) Ha Ha Unh (unh unh unh) Thats word to Brooklyn I'm back I don't know what
believe me yeah we proud, Coz life is getting sicker by the day and therefore we?ll always stick around, So now you see the size of me, You wouldn?t think im any
winner Alot of niggas food I'm meet ya'll at dinner open house to any body nigga come and enter Goin in [x3] like my last name was cater fuck a book and
world Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes I tried to drown my past in grey I never wanna feel more pain Ran away from you without saying any words
with last names like perms! niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself If you don't get any bigger Pink Caddy driving, black
