Eat from my tree, I can mothafuckin' satisfy you all I can make it happen here, if you really need that show..: Headless bodies floating in the stream of blood Just imagine the chaos it will bring to your homestreet Do you really want to know? Or will you compromise?
'cause it's the last time it will come to you
I don't need this - not this way
My wagon rides through the fields where you don't belong It takes you every place you don't want to go Liberate your mind and the values make no sense A load of common life will leave, for good, in tears... And they don't compromise
'cause it's the last time it will come to you
I don't need this - not this way
You didn't really beat it Only its shell is in your cage I know you feel it too Should I feel some of your rage? But I don't give a damn
Let it die tonight Let it die like it should 'cause some ways are made as dead-ends Some ways they betray Some ways they lead but to hell...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
