my_balls
MY BALLS YOUR CHIN!
Well it's a bad scene
I guess I never understand
Cause I'm just a man
Doing the best I can
I separate the truth from your bullshit stoopid
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stom
get_some
This sickness it burns inside me
It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke I cannot speak
Besides it runs the fear of the unknown
Could this be some reckoning
Wrath for w
snot
We're fittin' to take your town
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and your sisters with me
Down
Down for that fattest soun
the_box
Yesterday
When I was just a boy
In times of youthful hero worship
My kind have been molded by images on the screen
Brought up to emulate the big
Guns
catch_a_spirit
Catch a spirit
Spirit
Fly high
Soul rise
Rise above it
Catch a spirit, can you hear me
Spirit
You guide me
You lift me
B
deadfall
Well, I killed my dad
In a con gone bad
Nearly drank myself to death
But when he died he said Lou had the cake
So I caught a bus headin' west
I saw the n
snooze_button
Well, it's just another song
Talkin' about how you let them take your rights
Another redundant verse about how you refused to fight & lost
What cost? Your cause has got no ch
joy_ride
Drivin' fast to live
Not to know
I got my 44
I'm tearin' up the asphalt
Drivin'
My engine just can't take much more
Tryin' to be the one(I have no idea o
unplugged
Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems you've had control for much too long
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration
Can't you see the powe
absent
Well now it seems more than silence has been broken
And I think I've figured out the the dying lie
Yes the truth is that your dialect is half truth
Another conversation died alo
mr._brett
Born into the middle class
Yeah, all you had to do was ask
And mom and dad would give you what you needed
And though I didn't know you then
I know you'll probably defe
tecato
Growin' up in broken homes
You find yourself at ten years old
Runnin' drag and startin' fights
But minors hide behind their rights
Start slow with beer and pot
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