complexity I won't find salvation Just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception There is an inner logic And we're taught to stay far from it
Straight forward this all falls into place. I can do this on my own (I know I can). I seem to be the only one awake. Just please, don't give into them
complexity I won't find salvation just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception there is an inner logic, and we're taught to stay far from it
Перевод: Bad Religion. Внутренняя логика.
Перевод: Ник Кейв и The Bad Seeds. Это логика.
had a brain Amnesia Never crossed my mind Tonsillitis Was my alibi Truancy was My vocation! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour (X4) Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour
scared watching from the side logic doesn't even come to mind i saw you leave with him for the night on a white horse to your heart and all you thought
we manifest raw logic Chronological time, we bring niggaz the raw project Hold fort and represent as the grand wizard Street chronicle illustrate the bakin of a bad
I think I'm going crazy I loosing my mind 'cos the logic of the story is impossible to find Like a talking head I'm gonna making sense 'cos bad news is
two shoots your fuckin heart out your chest you see Im quick to let the hammer go click on my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine fool its your bad time
din" [Verse 2] Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six This cocaine was heavily mixed And all them niggaz had a fixation for bad
understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But
and pissed at God Demons pullin at my soul 'til it's ripped apart Secret's out momma that fire I started it Fuck the fireman logic of the closet by the
million Girls on the strap and you know that You know the guys will stop wildin' if you stop that crap But you can't, you want money so bad You'll jock
the rap game got me, hold up Here we go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the
I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down they say I put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic
