hear a word And this gun eyes closed Will put my body to rest All I see is sadness I can stand the rain I fall in to madness And all of your hate I'
wont shine Hey, hey, hey Come tranquilize I'm willing death, come, please, call my name We'll die in the sunset Hey, hey, hey Come tranquilize I'm willing
Dance, dance, dance in the graveyard Slow down, pretend to save your Loneliness is free Your lonely 'cause of me Peel back layers of hatred Black eyes
Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond
frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled; You will not like me now, and you will
looking in And we're safe I think the outside worlds looking grim If you come tonight, you will find love If you close your eyes, you will find love
tight Her cuffs are swelling black and blue Pinching and bleeding She lifts the mask and screams Where have you been? I wanna die, I wanna die, I am the willing
One last kiss before they cart me away and Just take one last look before my body decays This is my last night on earth My fucking hell All my life,
take a chance On something strange Hate this culture, I don't see Hate this culture, I don't breathe in Hate this culture, I don't see Hate this culture
You brought hate pills and knives And this is how the tale begins It's your life exist and wonder why When only fails to work It will only fail to work
Place my soul in a box and believe The worlds not ready, the fall misery Count down the days that you have kept me alive In this place only the willing
all take a chance on something strange hate, this culture don't see hate, this culture i don't breathe in hate, this culture i don't see hate, this culture
Übersetzung: William Control. Hate Kultur.
channel you choose Propaganda Visual cancer The eye In the sky Number five On the dial Secret agenda Frequency antenna Doctor mind bender Remote control Soul Controller Your brain holder Slave culture
hip To keep in with dissention And if an arms dealer is the record boss, The record labels can run'em at a loss. It's money well spent to control the
human will. * If the clown offered peace We will have been conditioned to accept that too, But peace can not and will not be maintained through passive
turning into a monster, the monster comes out of the toilet from behind her. 9:30 Phyllis: Oh . . . a little lower, please. Don: How do you work all those controls
the channel you choose Propaganda, visual cancer, the eye in the sky Number five on the dial, secret agenda Frequency antenna, doctor mind bender Remote control, soul controller, your brain holder Slave culture
