first step in forgetting Is destroying all the evidence. With friends like you, Who needs subtext? Sub. Text. Sub. Text. This is a .44 caliber love letter
" but just remember the first step in forgetting is destroying all the evidence. with friends like you who needs subtext. THIS IS A 44. CALIBER LOVE LETTER
've got to many big plans you've mapped out every single second of what you'll do when your done you keep your caliber loaded no-one's gonna fuck this
of the hive The city is a burning sun and we are blooming flowers The fire, the flame, the passion, the power Too little, too late, high caliber consecrator
the hive The city is a burning sun and we are blooming flowers The fire, the flame, the passion, the power Too little, too late High caliber consecrator
first step in forgetting Is destroying all the evidence. With friends like you, Who needs subtext? Sub. Text. Sub. Text. This is a .44 caliber love
've got too many big big plans You map out every single second Of what you'll do when your done You kill your caliber loaded No one's gonna fuck this
Перевод: Alexisonfire. 44 Калибр Lover письмо.
Перевод: Муфта. Высокая Святителя Калибр.
of the hive The city is a burning sun and we are blooming flowers The fire, the flame, the passion, the power Too little, too late High caliber
the 6-Tre Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup 'cause I'm swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up (X-caliba *echo*) [Verse 1: Brotha
[chorus:] the shot - i need the antidote - shot - gimme the antidote the shot - i want the antidote - i guess i need a lot i guess i this is a fucking
the assembly plant is smothering me i'm a predefined commodity the marauder mill needs an unpolluted grist i can feel the strain around my wrist we'
[chorus:] the breath of a hurricane - [all shall fall] ? the breath of a hurricane - [all shall fall] ? the breath of a hurricane it's the conspiracy
home of titans - where extension is the frame remission is the play - in this amaranthine game in our compulsory advance - the conquest belts the soil
imposter [chorus:] imposter - i am the torch at the gate imposter - i am the switch in the grenade imposter - i am the rush within the raid imposter -
the country that i am, is lost tonight the visions, the strucutres, the unions are sold delusion is a dense cold forest of intrests where freedom now
