: I be the nigga with the 357 chrome plated, America's most player hated and frustrated, Suicide's still on my mind, I comteplated, Murder more niggas
: Ich komm grad aus Amerika, war nicht so erfolgreich da, doch eigentlich ist nichts passiert. Hab in Las Vegas eingecheckt, keine Drogen im Gepack,
: The hunger inside given to me, makes me what I am Always it is calling me, for the blood of man... They say I cannot be this, I am jaded, hiding
de Abril, estava em Braga Demasiado entretido a crescer Para dar conta do que estava a acontecer Do que estava a acontecer Mas ouvi dizer Quando o Charles Manson
T-The drugs say make us feel so hollow We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like a number one son And he?s been waiting so long To get it on The boy?s 15 but he?s 16
Ladies and Gentlemen We are the things of shapes to come Your freedom's not free or dumb this depression is great The deformation age, they know my name
In the wasteland On the way to the Red Queen It's no wonder our stage clothes Have dreams to be famous Trees in the courtyard Are painted in blood, so
Her heart shivers in my hand She's melting on me like cotton candy I make the faces that make you cry I want you more when you're afraid of My disease
And I don't want ya and I don't need ya Don't bother to resist or I'll beat ya It's not your fault that you're always wrong The weak ones are there to
Highway In Your Shopping Malls Deep Inside I'm In Your Children Feasting On Your Sacred Cow Gorging On Forbidden Fruit Manson Child Heart Of Darkness Manson
Through early morning fog I see The visions of the things to be Their pains that are withheld from me I realize and I can see That suicide is painless
And I'm a black rainbow and I'm and ape of God I got a faces made for violence upon And I'm a teen distortion survived abortion A rebel from the waist
Good times for a change See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad So please please please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want This
Ride this dying carousel Four rusted horses strangled by their own rope Where children love are singing We'll know that their tired hearts had broke That
This is the film, close to the third act and the misery It's not rain you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you You won't die alone 'cause
I wanna fuck you like a foreign film And there's no subtitles to get you through this And I'm a country you don't ever, ever, ever, ever Ever wanna visit