Lyrics:
I don't know what I can take
Can you feel the pressure break
I've been getting by on nothing
How long so long
Feeling like I lost my vision
Vernal stench fills the air
The dying ones, searching for a lair
The queen is fair
The king is dead
Brown red stains soil their bed
The distant cry
Picture me dead give my enemy the sweetest joy
Bitter taste in the mouth every time they see the boy
Battling demons and Jesus saying free the boy
Tread the path of the lifeless faith worn and kept within
Voices slowly smothered
As the fear is sinking in dead white
Your skin to light
Warming
ain't getting any younger
Flowers dried dead in the sun
She'll come by for the lobster fry
With two dollar signs in her eyes
Ooo's
Find a space that
Paradise by Ezra Vancil
It’s another day in paradise
it’s another day to shine
but I don’t feel so nice
and I don’t feel so kind
but you know me,
Blessed To Be Alive
I woke up one morning and the sun was gone
The air was filled with ash and there were dead birds on the lawn
No trace of you,
of the wicked lust for retaliation after the fall of dawn just to die in sight of the sun brought to light... a cause unbeknown to them commence the process
caught by the sun
Yeah the Five Senses wed
Reason is lost be quick or your dead
DEVIL/ANGEL you move like a shark on the land
DEVIL/ANGEL the Spirityearns
Makes today a good day for dyin'
Goin' down i don't need a reason
In the eyes of fools
Livin' by these rules
Colors and blood are all I have
I don't care
It's foaming at the banks
The snakes come out to sun themselves
You think you've died and gone to hell
I found one in the yard
So i gave it
Deep in the darkest abyss
I evoke the almighty curse
From the light - bringed god of rebellion
I see the sun dies as I hear the children cries
They'll chase you on your way back home. Slam the door and jump in bed don't you come out till its safe. I guess that by then you'll be dead. Oh why must
has got lots of niggas laid in view
What I say to dudes, wake up from that snooze
Before that nigga dead on the
News in the View
I done slept in cribs
Southern California sun, my papa was a trojan
Had to hit the Heisman, Reggie Bush flying
Flipping in the endzone, jersey number five, lucky number four
in your heart
When you awaken your eyes open
I blind you like the sun
You only feel, only feel me
Tear you apart
Say, say, say, say, say, say,
Seven continents are bleeding seven seas in red
Posterity will never find rapture of peace of mind
Goddess of luck,bearer of glad buried by mankind
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
the warmth of the sun
If it never finds me, I can die as one
Time will go on and we are drifting away in the night
I´ve been searching so long, but I will
in the snow
Are made by souls with nowhere to go
This winter of torture never ends
We all die then it just starts again
We pray together to make
people dead and sick children in a stranger's bed
Mother earth pleading for some sympathy, but to heal these wounds you gotta let them bleed
Looking for
eye
Time is passing by
What is left is now the end
Into darkness
We can say goodbye
To a world better dead
Do you know?
What i can see?
Do you know?
We fight, yet again
This madness never ends
We are all alone
Our lives, coming to an end
In the eyes of the world
Us dying would even the scores
So
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