've tried to be the best for you And everyday I died a little more, it's true All in vain People tend not to care With the consequences of their acts It is all
Traduction: Monstres de la mi-journée. En vain.
I've tried to be the best for you And everyday I died a little more, it's true All in vain People tend not to care With the consequences of their acts It is all
in the parasite clowns on their horses Send in the idiots and let them advance Send in the monsters of your own creation Send them all in and give them
chorus] Maybe because you amde me that way, turned me into a monster i would have never became. Creating thoughts of dying eventually severed my brain, irrated my vains
'fuckers wanna wet me still, I remain y'all more than one, like five divided by four Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all Reciprocated
again, lucky if you die. No way to rescue destiny, scream and curse in vain, You will never be remembered, no one knows your name. When the music changes then all
all niggaz about god damn takin' them hoez to the Cheesecake Factory Lettin' them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimps They ain't goin' do nuthin' but try to take all
you afraid of what they think? Whoever 'they' happen to be Or are you hiding from the scars Of your own reality? So you sedate and drown in vain You
numeric stake. Look...the synthetic clown is smiling ...and the children are starving Ludicrous pawn of despotic tramplers Industrial monsters,
the county building gotta catch my check Spend it all to a 40 ounce to the neck And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest Squad cars, neighbourhood wars and stolen monsters
, call it glow, call my name Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain 'cause (Wanna be good
the mix and we do it better than y'all I'm a Neanderthal, you're bound to fall I'm born to brawl, we warned you all And sworn to y'all, it's wonderful
way The animation of my rigid corpse I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate All the words of the preacher All the tears of my family in vain I
Fraught with heartache and desperation Guess I loved you in vain, consider this on your wake Lost your head to the elevation All the king's horses and all
you afraid of what they think? Whoever they happen to be Or are you hiding from the scars of Your own reality? So you sedate And drown in vain You've
