Now why is everybody so petrified? What? Petrified? What? Step aside. And just drop that... Come on! Drop that... Come on! Drop that... Come on! Drop
I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
I looked thru misty eyes of future Warped truth of plastic culture Sublime thoughts barred into black concrete Technical suicide tragicomic it will be
Y'all are not, not, not ready ho, not, not ready ho We're gonna drop it steady so do it like that Like that, like that, like that, like that, like that
PHILIP SALLON Hate the way you look at me Like you can tell so much about my lifeMy life Assassinate so carelessly So assured how sweet you twist the
A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe, I've stepped on my guitar A borrowed bender a liver ends Until you've seen it, it's really just pretend A coward
We're armed and ready to attack To strike the city of all desires Then calm the waves that lead to passion When all reality turns back to ashes Over
[MUSIC & LYRICS:AXEL RUDI PELL] They're Called The Fools Of The Sixteenth Century, They Lived In Fear And Were Lost In Misery, Deep In The Night There
When you are old and tired, and sickness breeds in you, I hope you forget me then, forget what I've done to you. You were my only friend. Then I was half
This old heart's been left Out on my sleeve And I have paid as it's been rent Into pieces Seems everyone I've loved has Taken a bit of my insides I'm
No-no-no-not not re-re-ready yo! Not re-re-ready yo! We 'bout to drop it steady, yo! So do it like that, like that, like that, like that, like that, like
I fight my demons everyday They come and go they up and flow Like the ocean You think you know me and you know me But you dont know How scared I am So
A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe i've stepped on my guitar A borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretend A coward
You don't have to try explaining I already heard Said it with your eyes, I felt it I don't need words So our story ends, in silence Another chapter closed
I walk on decrepit bricks And kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
Yall are not, not, not Ready HO Not not ready HO We're gonna drop it steady so Do it like that Like that (like that).... Now why is everybody so petrified
She sees the world through yellowing lace The world hasn?t seen her since seventy-eight Except for the nephew who used to look in To bring her, her chocolate