Grand Mox Turkin
Today the horde machine went rollin'In sequence grasp, prepared to falter
We were born to self destruct on birth row
On birth row
And the question remains,
Everything is spit and shined
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure
Nothing's on our mind
An hour glass is punctured yearning
This malevolent structured duplicates
But we all love to disobey on birth row
On birth row
And the question remains,
Everything is spit and shined
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure
Nothing's on our mind
x2
I was the fuse but your truth will always trust
But your truth will always trust
Everything is spit and shined
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure
Nothing's on our mind
x2
But the question still remains
We're nothing but a bunch of mistakes
What a sorry excuse for a human being
Losowe piosenki:
Who D'King
Tragedy and mystery
Bang, Bang
Ceasars Palace - She Don´T Mind
seduces me
Scarborough Fair
Sil Suffisait Daimer
I Got You Babe
What Child Is This