disconnect the telephone line Gotta get away.... 'fore I lose my mind Said you better stay... 'fore it's all gone Gone away All that I know...(repeat
Traduction: Screaming Trees. All I Know.
stops I guess the trees all bought their armor at second hand shops My second had is working, but the minute hand is broke again I know time will pass, but I
gray stops I guess the trees all bought their armor at second hand shops My second had is working but the minute hand is broke again I know time will pass but I
rounds I pick these up its G code now Ya'll better call the D's up before I reload now I'm "The Boss" something like Springsteen I got something that
too I can't stand you You make a mockery of our struggle [? ] with plans too And I swear to god I wish you helped [? ] back/beck? too And I caressed the
screams are from hot teens And I'm barely thirteen, I pack dirty Old Russian firearm that shoots thirty Just then I hear the bus engine I'm transcending, I'm crowd surfing I
on my rims cause I swing on 4's [Z-Ro] Oooooooh I'm one swinger, with wood grain All on my dash, when I pass I'm looking oh so clean Oooooone in the
till I fall, that's what I'm gone do screen in my phone screaming who you do I bleed the block with a hand full of rocks now I got a cassette and as long
the way I have to end this story He was only seventeen, in a madman's dream The cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream This ain't funny so don't
uncomfortable I'm in trouble I fly away I fly away I'm up high I'm flyin' I'm dyin' Can't you see you're killin' me Ability I'll show you all that sex
"I'll do years if I pull this trigger" So he cold dashed and ran around the block Radios it to another lady cop He ran by a tree, there he saw the sister
I Enter You Will All My Hate And Penetrate What's Left of You Now You Know That All Your Faith Cannot Stop The things I Do Haunting Memories Reappear
no mercy inside us Feeling blessed, the richer I get the more I stress Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for death Dear God I been feeling like I
do' Come through the siiiiiide Cause I don't wanna ever leave the game without at least saying goodbyyyyyye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right scream
pass me by I wanna dream I aint gonna die Thinking my life was just a lie I wanna be loved I wanna be loved I found a picture A so called family tree, yeah I broke all
wrote in red, "start over" So I muffled my scream on an Oxnard beach Full of fever dreams that scare you sober Into saltless dinners Take the fruit from the tree