Scars of tomorrow can never heal Wounds still fresh from riot shields Sound the alarm and arm yourself Were fighting a war based on wealth Women and
We've been pushed around and treated like shit how could anyone ever deal with this? You beat us down Broken on the floor sometimes I feel I can't take
Dead to me All this pain has left Nothing but debris Another step away from my broken dreams Is this the end or the beginning fuck this shit I'm sick
the bottom rung of life overlooked almost every day We cannot taste but always chase our dreams And I like to set it straight this malfunctioning state of affairs
young girl After shouting out in vain The witness ran to call for assistance A sad close to a broken love affair Our deeds have traveled far What we
Don't love me like you love your country Don't tell me how much you love me Don't love me and get violent Because I cause you pain So don't make me make
time at the zoo When their stomachs start growlin' the wolves start to howl For a bite of what's on our menu As they pick up the scent they grow violent
Constantly deny your misery Can?t critizise a fact you cannot see Interference mindwar affairs Guaranteed existance of despair Defiant generation Total violent
we can all like (nah!). this song is called trite, hope ya like it. could've substituted your name with the title but i decided that i'd keep it private. violent
tonight's the night to leave my darksome lair the mortuary is my goal I have this craving for some rotten hole excitement grasps my sickened brain and violent
Ahh, Darc Mind Current state of affairs What? Yeah Nowaday I profit from forfeiture, my kingdom for a whip Brother fixating Arm and Legging for the
Because I've really learnt to walk away Satisfaction, I've rolled into a tidy little drug affair Abbreviate my jealous fits 'cause I don't care You send me in a violent
cuisses de pollos Coke pas de Pepsi veulent bolosses et fils de bolosses Ils nous ecoutent jamais quand on frappe a leur porte Obliges d'etre violents
la marque et le manque de graille, t'eduque Demandez moi d'la maille, aux toxicos les bails (c'est nul) Et demande aux violeurs si les meufs qu'on violent
le diable pas la pour t'arreter Bien k'la brigade des mineurs, s'efforca a l'faire repris au CJD qualifie pour les grandes affaires, Tu sechait les
qu'aurait pue d' la gueule L'avait en effet un probleme severe Qui depuis tout p'tit lui causait souci Il avait l'haleine d'un vieux camenbert Le souffle violent
Allez Moi du mois - Bon, tu m'ecoutes ou quoi ? T'es mon Thema mon clip des clips Mon JT mon Michel Drucker Mon Che Guevara mon Oedipe Ma quinzaine des bonnes affaires
chose s?est mal passe Quand le detenteur de l?arme Aurait voulu menacer Le petit detenteur de came Je viens vous dire qu?on a pince Le suspect dans cette affaire