February
10 March 2011
cpar mig framför camen, som vanligt..
Moi
In the dirt and in my soil they said they planted seeds of joy I was unholy born in sin so they fed me words of lead within ...Then I looked down on myself in shame left whit the blame
Children of the night Soldiers of our time Screamin out loud One generation Riot in the streets ...Fighting and debris Born to die free, one generation The generation wild
What can I say, What can I do This is who I am and I am hurting you What can I say, what can I do No matter how strong my feelings are I always end up hurting you
There's a Riot In Everyone
Everything’s okay At least that’s what they say One foot in the gutter The other’s in the grave Punch the clock I’m your slave ...For the rest of my life 12 hours a day No future, no way I was
There's a crack in the frame, But the photo is the same, But i don't recognize the face, It looks a lot like me, or who i used to be, Now there's no one but myself to blame, ...Now the shadows are all
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