It takes guts and a gun Just like Bud Dwyer lil' surprise A defect, a defect No one will ever see it coming...
I'm indulging myself in a strategic advance Orchestrated by the Enemy It dwells deep, yet grows strong, within... (I'm working against myself? well am I?)
Everything dreadful happening, imagine how I should feel, When realizing that it was planned From a beginning that I don't even recall, (Recall!)
From a beginning that I don't even recall, You might call this a tragedy; seem more to me like simple standard habits
Wishing to be finally saved, waiting for something/someone that would order me To follow a certain purpose with both convictions & devotions
If you only knew how I'm tired of your paintings.
Your bold landscapes sucks and have ceased to amaze me a while ago Be a pal and let me add a little fantasy of mine, abstraction Of scarlet red, pure... so pure
(Drained away by violence, insanely driving to kill)
Are there any written rules related to simplicity I guess not, so how come your judging? You won't the day that it will all end, Drenched in vital fluids (.357)
As you are forced to witness The spontaneity of the events, And I won't be a bother no more?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
