Not enough words, not enough time you don't know a thing (It's time, it's time) so full of shit, a body that's so unclean Preaching my hate, it's all I can give suffer the violence (my fists, my fists) What am I, really? A shell of a man a sense of control I once had
Tales of heartbreak and unrest and social injustice the blind men can't see under the surface the blood that is spilled, the demons living inside of me What have I done? Nothing at all I always knew this is what you'd amount to Nothing, you're a nothing, a nothing just like me
The problem with you is you love the world and hatred is all I see You love the world pure fucking hatred is all I seeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
