я скажу Я терпел но сегодня я ухожу Я сказал успокойся и рот закрой Вот и все до свидания черт с тобой Я на тебе как на войне А на войне как на тебе
I fought in a war and I left my friends behind me To go looking for the enemy and it wasn't very long Before I would stand with another boy in front of
Tortured, been bleeding so long, I?m hungry for my death To come now, waiting hatred Dreaming of life, false hope Dying to live, waiting to die alone
Don't fret precious I'm here Step away from the window (Step away from the window) Go back to sleep Safe from pain and truth and choice And other poison
Ow! Ow! don't fret precious I'm here step away from the window, and go back to sleep. safe from pain, and truth, and choice and other poison devils
You never change your mind once it's made up Unless it's to crawl back on your knees Is that the way you want it? You get back to the wall And put your
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Anoint my head anoint my feet Send your angels raining down Here on the battle ground For your glory Were taking territory Fighting unseen enemies Like
You'd trade our starving eyes For a tar and feathered heart A 25 cent execution To hear your anthem praises Played on frequency decayed A breath of frigid
Sit Down Ive got some some bad news that you wont want to hear Your best friend was murdered late last night by the man she wed last year How can this
Asi en la guerra como en los celos sangre, sudor y lagrimas quedan al paso de los heraldos negros que nublan la verdad y envenenan. Rumbos perdidos a
Quante strade ha fatto la piogga quanti chilometri ha fatto con lei il suo figlio piu duro e testardo non fare che il cielo ti pieghi e la vita come va
I point the finger at you. Scream until my face is blue. But you still hale everything. I point the finger at you. The Beau monde through and through.
This is a day when everything's sick My tongue's stuck, my lungs burn all colors are sick This is everyday, I'll impose it on all To prove that I am though
Land-lovers refuse to understand that others need the sea like we need the sand. Why surprised then when your hands have yet to crack from the clapping
Land-lovers refuse to understand that others Need the sea like we need the sand Why surprised then when your hands have yet to crack from the clapping
It's a lovely night for something to go wrong. Can't you see those clouds? They are spelling disaster. This will be your last night on earth. This night
