Level, Crumble Level by the hatred Can't really explain our nature Genocide was created Blown into the backs of children Pushing - miles away Down There's no acceptance There is no control Breeding adolence Come on I said it's to me To me there is nothing But total annihilation Come to us Armageddon Give us all what we deserve I lack the provision I lack the self control I lack the way to be Will to grow old I pull the shotgun close; close to my chest Grants me security in the New York City mirth Your eyes bleed Level, CrumbleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
