in the arm a shot in the dark. Take it like a man. Mainline to heart. It's over. Just take it slow. Go with the flow in vitro (Thanks to hard_dude for
A fear forms I cannot name pulsing in waves of sine, in gaunt rooms, in pallid light and flatlines In faith I drank as from a spring, yet a bane makes
Перевод: Фриско Кид. В пробирке.
vitro Nicht durch Lust und Qual geboren In vitro In kaltem Glas wird es herangezogen In vitro Nicht durch Lust und Qual geboren In vitro Hinter kaltem
show in the arm a shot in the dark. Take it like a man. Mainline to heart. It's over. Just take it slow. Go with the flow in vitro (Thanks to hard_dude
Я просто обдолбаный панк, несущий со сцены всякую чушь! Насыпаешь дороги - становится лучше. И нахуй сознанье! Ты так заебалась ждать меня. Доза не спасла
Come warm your hands on hellfire and brimstone Empty the pockets of the innocent victim Bound by fear We misplace trust In your voice Inside these walls
Разбить души твоей окна И вставить новые стекла Пустых дней метель Я вижу все, что ты хочешь Я вижу все, что ты можешь Я не такая как все Говорят, что
Murphy, Murphy darling dear I long for you now night and day. Your pain was my pleasure your sorrow my joy I fear now I've lost you to health and good
It's not how fast you can go The force goes into the flow If you pick up the beat You can forget about the heat More than just survival More than just
The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading
Imagine a time when it all began In the dying days of the war A weapon that would settle the score Whoever found it first Would be sure to do their worst
So many things I think about When I look far away Things I know, things I wonder Things I'd like to say The more we think we know about The greater the
When we lift the covers from our feelings We expose our insecure spots Trust is just as rare as devotion Forgive us our cynical thoughts If we need too
I see the middle kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes, our homes are set above
A to b Different degrees So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while
If all the faces in the world Had half of your kindness Half of your sweetness Then happy I would be
