1. |
Good Folks
03:23
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Fascist Pigs aren't terrorist,
otherwise, as pigs don't have humanity,
In a world about stealing,
"drop your wallet, out of money".
(Chorus)
Talking is wrong,
if u don't have wealth,
work this out for this shitty world,
made by thiefs,
who stole your dreams,
but don't blame them.
They're just good folks,
sucking your blood,
as vampires set on your clocks,
buying gods with their gold,
that we produce for us all,
but they don't give a damn,
they are top men.
(Chorus)
Talking is wrong,
if u don't have wealth,
work this out for this shitty world,
made by thiefs,
who stole your dreams,
but don't blame them.
The Red movement,
Starts now,
The Raged Movement,
Power from Down.
The Red Movement,
Starts now,
The Raged Movement,
Power from Down... down... down...
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2. |
Tired Song
03:30
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Sleepy Hole,
Drowning form,
Water is cold,
please, Free my soul.
(Chorus)
You look back 'cause of my wings,
why are u sitting like this,
it's all your fault, all your fault,
please, sell my soul.
Circles running,
Dark's shining,
Discovered Ming,
Duty on Lead.
You always been in my back,
You always stayed my back..
(chorus2)
Something is going to strange,
straight on my way, straight on all I hate to say,
Fucking Prices of day,
I'm not the gray, and I'm not the gray!.
Liar, You did this wrong, for this world, kill urself silly bastard, yeah you fucking chicken shit... I hope u die...
YEAAAAAAH!
(poem)
On last standing in the thin air,
U don't wan't to be what to be,
and I guess, my bones are rotten by the flesh,
Don't you think that I'm stressed? And I Am,
Finally I found my goal...
To getting roasted but I'm already drown.
I'm forced to be in this hell,
where no ones bring me what you need!
We need a escape plan!
To escape from all the plans,
I'm planed to be in this side,
Just thinking about suicide!
My soul is cut into pieces,
they are sharped, lost and in existence,
don't believe of what I said,
I'm just a crazy fool every day!
Complaining of what I've seen,
but I'm complaining because I'm...
very...
TIRED!
TIRED!
TIRED!
TIRED OF ALL!
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3. |
Wasted Man
06:40
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(Letter)
Hey, if you are reading this I'm just wondering right now If I have to disappear or not, but hey, you're reading this shit so I'm gonna tell you the truth. But first of all I want to tell you thank you... thanks for helping me a lot, but it's time to say farewell... I'm tired of this world infested by people who laught at me in my back, pointing at me with their fucking sticky finger when they say "haha", and jerking off in my face like it's funny... and it is, but not for me... Sorry for what's going to happen... Sorry... I love you all...
(Song)
Here is,
a wasted man,
he's coming insane...
again...
but nobody cares...
I guess...
Yes he's the man
who is so damned.
Look at me lonely eyes,
I'm telling you lies,
"it's all alright",
it's just my sigh,
another advice...
of suicide...
Suicide
Suicide
Suicide... oh yeah...
(chorus)
But I'm ready to go!
My body is wounded
I can see my life
is drowning in a fucking jar!
NO!
You don't know my body is wounded?
and I don't care anymore!
My life is the fucking Sun.
And I know it's very wrong,
but I love it too much,
life's going too fast...
And I don't care anymore!
Wasted Man.
Wasted Man.
Wasted man.
Complaining,
Without appointment
Surrender,
my fucking thoughts along the way.
My way, my way, my way,
my way, my way, my way,
my way, my way, my way, (it's my only way)
my way, my way, my way, (my only way)
(chorus)
But I'm ready to go!
My body is wounded
I can see my life
is drowning in a fucking jar!
NO!
You don't know my body is wounded?
and I don't care anymore!
My life is the fucking Sun.
And I know it's very wrong,
but I love it too much,
life's going too fast...
And I don't care anymore!
Wasted Man.
Wasted Man.
Wasted man.
GO!
If it's a lie well, who would care?
let me show all I have to share,
How many times I've been thinking 'bout myself?
How many times I've been thinking 'bout myself?
My mornings're so beautiful,
it's a pity that I drop my soul,
my mornings are so wasted,
I can take you there, just trust it.
My nights are so wet,
I feel like I've never met myself,
My nights are so wet,
AND I FEEL LIKE I'VE NEVER MET MYSELF!
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4. |
Deadpool
03:28
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(chorus)
I load up my gun,
and I pull the trigger,
and then I ought to run,
the hole is deeper,
the zig-zag is only fun,
there are only corpses on the floor,
you didn't let me another choice.
Yesterday I was born,
As a new man,
a devil without horns,
with a revolver in his hands.
Love to me is something raw,
even something to crawl,
I tryed hard to get calmed,
but I've already loaded my gun.
(chorus)
I load up my gun,
and I pull the trigger,
and then I ought to run,
the hole is deeper,
the zig-zag is only fun,
there are only corpses on the floor,
you didn't let me another choice.
Motherfuckers! this is a battlefield...
oh! sorry I made a mistake...
I'm just wanna see you bleed,
I'm curious to see a blood lake.
Oh this disgust is funny to keep,
The crime makes me very greed,
this brain's a constant pain,
and how many debts I have to pay?
(chorus)
I load up my gun,
and I pull the trigger,
and then I ought to run,
the hole is deeper,
the zig-zag is only fun,
there are only corpses on the floor,
you didn't let me another choice.
I'm just wanna kill em all,
I'm just wanna kill em all,
I'm just wanna kill em all,
I'm just wanna kill you all,
I'm just wanna kill em all,
I'm just wanna kill everyone.
I'M
JUST
WANNA
KILL EM ALL!
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