Brains on a brick wall when gender bombs they fall the sordid way her loaded phrases infiltrate your skull the images are strong impulses are strong
i no longer wish to hurt, i'm putting my weapons down. i no longer wish to hurt, there is no middle-ground. tradition is no longer valid, and (again)
I wanna be a boy 'Cause right now I'm a girl I wanna be a boy 'Cause right now I'm a girl I wanna be a boy 'Cause right now I'm a girl I wanna be
Cunt you see... the gender of the beast Sly grin... a sweet caress Soon you're feeding right from the beast Cheese cake... a slice of pie A pair of
Le bonheur est une lA©gende Le bonheur est une lA©gende D'oA? vient-elle? J'avais de grands yeux en amande J'A©tais belle Princesse de sang, les
I watch as you wave my life goodbye I don't think that I'll even try To understand the reasons why Can you see the colours in my head So clearly that
Phil Ochs Come, get out of the way, boys Quick, get out of the way You'd better watch what you say, boys Better watch what you say We've rammed in your
Dans la rue des tenues charmantes maquille comme mon fiance garcon, fille l'allure stupefiante habille comme ma fiancee Cheveux longs cheveux blonds
I'm what you better address I come directly from you I'm in the air Exist in the sea And I am poisoning your food Your burning lungs are from me Your
Pimp selling whores Young runners selling crack Bars on your doors Shotgun shoved in your back Thick is the shit The walking wasted of life Nothing legit
Division of mind and body My eyes have never seen this clear The truth comes cutting through me Like a knife with pain of so many years Fear of my reality
Green envious filled with discontent You desire what others possess You're ill willed and you're filled with spite Your deep resentment will tear you
This is system for your life we exist We'll take your mind and violently twist into A shape so desperate you'll make us your life And like your mother
Like the suffering of Christ Like the screaming of his time I am the misery Born with open eyes Like running blood Like running slaves Like warriors
I'm the law, I wield the stick So back your ass up in fear This is my place, my burning face in full gear. We move in groups, head stomping boots And
Your sweet soul comforts me Your eyes show the desires of a whore To touch your flesh on my skin To feel the heat that you bring You'll serve my purpose
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn] I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick So Back Your Ass Up In Fear This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear. We
[Music: Flynn, Demmel] [Lyrics: Killian] Deceiving Face Fits Perfect Like A Glove In The Camera Eye Of This World. A Pocket Lie, I Don't Know Why. Subterflige