Songtexte:
Broken Bones Their Living Is My Death

death factory, come in and make some more My money is spent on living, their money is spent on death My death is their living, their living is my death

to know if love is wild girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair

on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line h-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it

? Or do you hide behind your walls? (Jumpsteady) Spiraling back into my past The nightmare upon my mind is cast Remembering a time so long ago When death

tribute to my attribute Weak lyricists in my cipher stay mute My wisdom is sword justice Chop off the head of those who can't be trusted I'm signin' off as I let my

the c.d.s burning Fuck gold, I'm trying to sell a couple of mill If this ain't my year, then somebody is getting killed Excuse my anger, but I feel like

under my mattress My conscience is black and it's strange 'Cause I murdered a bitch and the devil just rushin' my time With this 9 in my hand, causin

cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin' out over the line ohh Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap

inside i'm the rage that drives to kill, my thrill for death i can't deny i am agony, your fear and pain is my obsession i'm the prince of anarchy, you