to life.
revolution. Some how. . Now I'm lost
your freedom. And this world I'll overcome. .
in the bathroom. Manager can't find the key. I pity that man but from where I stand. It's lookin' like the prisoner is me Chorus. So won'tcha kick it in now second wind. We got two more hours to
, abattoir, mon Dieu quelle horreur. For a time is was like second hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. The battle is over, the saints are alive. How can we all thank you, we felt so despised. Saints in Hell
He wasn't lookin' for fanfare or fame. but it all came around just the same. He then met a girl with desire in her eye,. he gave her love, she took his name. The times they were good, the times
. Sometimes I get so down when you're not around. And I'd rather see you dead, see you dead Tonight you're sleepin' by his side. I tried to see you but you let him decide. I'm a threat now, well are you
. When I look in your eyes, baby I need a second Sunday so I can be with you. I'm gonna go tell Monday this is something I've got to do. Another 24 hours is all that it takes. Sometimes love just needs
. And she bitch for me on life. I swallow her pussy, I went down. Every second we on fire. Her only problem is. The easy eye. Let's sing some more, she's just such a ***in-. You such a ***in' hoe. I know
living dead now. Your so dead and I'm so dead. We're all so dead with the living dead. She's a dead corpse mortician killer. Another body snaching graveyard digger. Operating in the morgue let's spill some
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Childbirth tears upon her muscle. Very first second a screaming icon. Babies in time barely even recognize. Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips My idea of love comes from. A childhood
Childbirth tears upon her muscle. Very first second a screaming icon. Babies in time barely even recognize. Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips My idea of love comes from. A childhood
no one to know?. Who told tomorrow. Tuesday's dead? What's my ***, what's my name?. All in all, it's all the same. Everybody plays a different game, that is all. Now, man may live, man may die
Childbirth tears upon her muscle. Very first second a screaming icon. Babies in time barely even recognise. Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips. . My idea of love comes from. A
moving in like a demon. Go, go, go, go. Dying to go. She moving in like a demon. . Dead girl, dead girl. Dead girl, dead girl. . Well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound. And wore her leather
Music O-P Trr, Lyrics O-P Trr A broken voice from the broken dreams. My heart is drowning in loveblood. I can't forget your leaving shape. Everyday is like a long walk in the cold rain. I'm
down With an army of me. We invent our own enemies. Man versus machine. And the dirty second hands. The dirty second hands In the land of the free. And the home of the remedy. The old clock is a
down With an army of me. We invent our own enemies. Man versus machine. And the dirty second hands. The dirty second hands In the land of the free. And the home of the remedy. The old clock is a
