Dead, or is he dying? Was he mugged? Or did he quit trying? Regardless = of the reason, we gotta move him. See, he blocks the car in, we should = leave
As I keep growing old I can see the value of the words that they once sang to me, But only now it doesn't seem that the lyrics mean that much to them
Please get in the car now, off the embankment, orange from the halogen , = you look like a lunatic, not allowed to stop here, you provoke the = barbed
Coupling cling and brawl coupling time to tell, sympathy there's no need = long as I can shut it up, I don't get an explanation furious = complacency,
It got to resembling a vaudeville show, the show of shows, such comedy = unserpassed as juvenile theatrics go, but who am I to tell you to = contain yourself
Rottting my integrity consumptive union seems to be expression of decline my plight too much time behind the wheel staccato biker stuck on loud meaning
My associates called, They want small bills, Roll me over and suck on my no good excuse I'll teach you my judicial system, Like you've never never been
Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, = this whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck = another
I refuse, refuse to weaken my will, adhered here to glue to these = neglected sheets, stranded on, abandoned on my own two feet, tenants of = occupants
I don't expect a response from you and I won't try to elicit one, I = stroke your walls as I prowl along, they seem to be so strong, your = windows are
Make the sink a virgin genuflect and piss in it, worth all the seamy = novelties we ripped off at the joke store, we could be immortal the way = we get
White frame lies to live in leave, nothing to gain Your Colorless divinities can scarcely light the way White frame homes in celibate rows, they swell
Isadora Dancing Can you see her? Che guavara Marching beside her Valentino Loving every minute? Don't you see them looking Looking down on you? Pictures
Zelle Zersta¶rte Zelle Und auf einmal stelle ich fest: dass Arme keine Schwingen sind und va¶llig fluguntauglich va¶llig fluguntauglich Zersta¶rte Zelle Zersta¶rte Zelle
Zellen Ich leb in dieser viereckigen Welt (Chorus) 23 Stunden Zelle, das is unser Leben Wir sind hier gelandet, fur uns gibt es keine Regeln 23 Stunden Zelle
[Verse 1:] La Semana Pasada y Suenes Con Ella. Y Vas Con Otro Quien No Eras Yo. Dos Anos De Mia Sin Pena. Maldito Sueno Mia Tormenta. [Hook 1:] Tu
Voices in my head Telling me my god is dead This burning hate, the urge to kill When steel meets flesh the blood will spill Caged within these walls