Won't you take me Won't you take me to the edge of night and make me Won't you make me walk into the light And there'll be no eyes No eyes that see such
Its hard to wake up When the shades have been pulled shut This house is haunted It's so pathetic It makes no sense at all I'm ripe with things to say
The future teaches you to be alone The present to be afraid and cold So if I can shoot rabbits Then I can shoot fascists Bullets for your brain today
Bolin/Coverdale You can walk through fire Make the north wind blow Squeeze 'n' tease me honey When you shake your body You move my soul Let me be your
Are you born from the abyss And have you sought the creed That drape the shadows Of your own thought? Is your heart mesmerized By the fire that burns
Wake up Wake up Ghetto Children Wake up Wake up Ghetto Children Ghetto Boy You’re my life And there’s so much for you to protect and to say And
Все детство я был где-то там внизу, На концертах срать на звук, Я знал все тексты наизусть, Но сам к такому заранее не готовился, Безымянный подросток
Ganz normaler Tag Die Strasse wird zum Grab Die Spuren sind verwischt Suche gibt es nicht Kalt ist die Nacht Wer friert ist zu schwach Niemand wird
Just a normal day Streets turn into graves Traces have been removed The search was disapproved So cold the night The weak ones lose the fight Too
Cмех, видишь, где-то льется Детской улыбкой он рожден Страх скрался вместе с болью Разбитой коленки и пролитых слез Жаль, что теперь никогда не попасть
Мама мама моя Ма-ма-ма-мама мама мама моя Я хочу стать роботом монстром Быть здоровым и побеждать Обладать компьютерным мозгом И всех морально уничтожать
Корчатся тени, извиваются стены, Плавятся стёкла, тянутся вены, Кожу выгнутых рук разрывая, В воздухе толстые клубки сплетая. Хищные пальцы иссохших
Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes
Well, it's been building up inside of me For oh, I don't know how long I don't know why but I keep thinking Something's bound to go wrong But she looks
One, maybe not one Maybe you too Are wonderin' Wonderin' who Wonderful you Are wonderin' Child, child, child The child, the child Father of the sun Child
Mason died on Monday We bricked him in the wall All his children grew and grew They ain't never grew so tall before They may never grow so tall again
I'm accustomed to a smooth ride Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost it's bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through
All of my life I've tried so hard Doing my best with what I had Nothing much happened all the same Something about me stood apart A whisper of hope that