(Hed) Pe Lyrics
(Hed) Pe Lyrics
"The Box Lyrics"
Escape artists never die Lyrics
The red poison of your lips The red poison of your eyes Is where I kissed the blood from, Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the white of
The red poison of your lips The red poison of your eyes Is where I kissed the blood from, Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the white of
The industry is dumbing down the nation
They dope up the youth
So plug up your ears
While phony punk bands cry about relationships
We forget our roots
And run on patriotic fears
I was so weak
I let them run all over me
But now I'm fighting just to get back my name
Yea I was so fuckin wea
Bits and Pieces Lyrics
What are you crying for Don't you know that your falling tears are just a thin disguise Baby I'm on to you Always pleading your innocence with thos
kWhat are you crying for Don't you know that your falling tears are just a thin disguise Baby I'm on to you Always pleading your innocence with thos
But now I'm so fucking pissed
You bitches - I'm fucking tired of this shit
Don't box me in
I'm out the box
This I'll keep it so real
I'll learn from my mistakes
Can you feel me?
Next time I'll stick to my guns
Ya wanna rumble - here I come
I never run
I get up - stand up a
Finer Days Lyrics
Granted passage Into the finer days How i got here I do not know And if it were all to disappear I would not know how to return And a
d fightGranted passage Into the finer days How i got here I do not know And if it were all to disappear I would not know how to return And a
I'm burnin and lootin all night
No woman - no cry - know why?
Cuz e'rythings gonna be alright
Just let me do what I gotta do
You'll never change me
Can ya feel that?
Let me do me - you do you
Stay outta my business
Hear dat?
I can't stop rappin you faggot
You see wha
Sick Bed Of Cuchulainn Lyrics
McCormack and Richard Tauber are sitting by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There's devils on each side of you
happens - it's tragicMcCormack and Richard Tauber are sitting by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There's devils on each side of you
You want war
You can have it
Don't box me in...
No I can't live that way
You never say what you wanna say
You only say what you think they wanna hear
Fuck you - I'm not your motherfucking slave
Fuck you - I fucking hate you!!
Fuck you!!