Lyrics:
it's 1983
Disruption fuels the fire in our laboratories
From sleepless efforts we fuse the strengthening
It's a little bit of glue
And activist
The bleeding
We deceive them
Fuel the lies
The feed
Idle reason
We should live by laws
Call the swarm
Feed them another false hope
Without even trying
Let this
the circus without a clown
but if you're playing it by the rules
then i'll sit next to you
cause i'm Judas but i like it
And Jesus but i doubt it
Liar
I love
the culture talk, let's re-evaluate our image
And set fuel to the fire, feel-the-burn from our decisions
Respect ain't given it's earned, to make a living
away your fuel
There are few people in this town who believe
That these roads can take you somewhere
There are few ladies who believe in the clown
Dance with me
Take me by the hand and see
We can have it all
We can fuel the fire
We can rule the world
We can go to war
Mmm, taste it all
down this time with your fork tailed coat
And trusted guide by your side
The heavy air in here it could be lit like fossil fuel
And though the light
Hey girl, make your move
Hey girl, make your move
Now everybody's looking
For the fuel for a dance reaction
Yeah, 'cause everybody needs
Leave 'em in the dust with a packet of jet fuel
Too quick, eat 'em up, better for pet food
No brain, slow lane, missing your head screws
Huh, skin
Never will I let somebody's thoughts destroyed my pride
But if I let it fuel my fire I could burn them watch me rise
I'ma rise huh
Now a youngin'
groceries are divided by weight and stored in glass jars (yeah)
Got my reusable bag
That swag, my flex, my flag
Zero waste, that is my jam
Save fuel
blood
Expected to do what they don’t think we could
Stepped on like dirt
To fuel the maw of the greed driven worms
And satisfaction – it comes at a cost
unholy reek
Satans hordes spreading fire
Souls of heaven fuel the pyre
God turns to hate
Lords deceiving fate
Christ falls from grace
Fear engulfs his
told
And I could have sworn he never would have showed
So I stop down by the bar and grab my drink
Yeah I need some fuel to help me sit and think
But all
might piss you off over minor things
Or play this at the gym when you pump or swing at a bag
And feel that adrenaline fuel that tiger within, achieve
gives me fuel
And I'm losing all control
Yes I'm losing all control
Let it burn!
Burn to the ground!
I desire to watch you
Burn!
Destroy the crown
reach
I'll never jump off the train
Not until it comes off the rail
I can't stop holding on to you
Oh, I'm hanging by my finger nail
Round and round, 3 AM
We've been running out of gas
Running out of fuel
We're stuck in this hole
But we're bound to continue
Life on the road
Always on the run
To seek new
of death death death. As if we are doomed sucked and being smoked from far beyond by a dead star a black hole an endless appetite that swallows our light
levels below
That shit just fuel the hunger, I have to settle the score
Get off toe, hop on my bike, back to pedellin' dope
Talk about bein' stressed,
the product while you make the rules
So go play another motherfucker for a fool
See I'm trying to drop news
So everybody else don't get fucked by these tools
Crizila, Crizila, Crizila
Powered by the Chrysler big block
Four hundred cubes
The biggest damn sedan to ever
Come off the assembly
Bumper
Stop by the chineese cause I need some grocery
Melon juice and a little bit of Bakery
Run up in a shorty that I used to see: Monica
Always smelling good,
You're on a mission
To soldier on
When your body shakes and your mind says you won't make it
A crack in the armor's fuel for the fire
I know that you
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