thousand pounds of lead And the right half of my body has gone numb I think it's too much, too much A little too much, too much I think it's too much
Перевод: Suicide Machines. Слишком.
just like a thousand pounds of lead And, the right half of my body has gone numb... I think it's too much, a little too much for me I think it's too much
one tonight fo yo sorrows Daddy Fat Sacks back on the scene Money shot to a Three movies But everything's straight like 9:15 It's back to the time machine
things going round in my head and I've never really payed attention to what you said, no and now i wish that i would have said goodbye but it's much too
some persecute their brothers because of the color of their skin, oh yeah well that's wrong we know it all too well but i guess it doesn't matter to
make you stay Say this feeling won't fade away And I'll promise not to forget this day I want to be the one - to be there when you drink too much I could
that they say is just too much to pay And I don't have the means I can't find a way I don't want to leave but it's too hard to stay it kills me Don't
when they took Jerusalem nigga And figured out what was buried under Soloman's temple Al Aksa the name is no coincidental I know too much to government
when they took Jerusalem nigga And figured out what was buried under Soloman's temple Al-Aqsa the name is not coincidental I know too much the government
You know it's much too late, 'cause your destination ends ahead where the water turns to steam into a suicide machine Capture the moment before it's
a man with a number who cannot commit murder And a fallen idea soon becomes suicide Fallen by a decision made without reason We soon see that war is much too
Now, is this real? Much too real hell, planet hell much too real chemical weapons burning citizens body count rising chaos digital combat ruin
admirable // Different methods interpreted into different forms // From entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms // Not just spitting a poem, there?s much more involved // There?s much
High on diesel and gasoline Psycho for drum machine Shaking their bits to the hits Drag acts, drug acts, suicides In your dad's suits you hide Staining
be there Prolong the pain How long will it last? Suicide machine A request to die with dignity Is that too much to ask? Suicide machine How easy it is
check his chest density. It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny. The West Memphis 3 lost paradise (www.wm3.org), It's death penalty vs. suicidal