the radio says be careful what you drink. fish are on the shore and the toilet's in the sink and nothing is worse than when a tanker overturns. burningthesky
Wake up man, it's time to reform. It's time to realize. It's time to open up your fucking eyes. The average citizen is not something you want to be.
In Afghanistan he had a gun, but that couldn't protect him from the worst tragedy he had ever seen. The only one I dare to believe. If you want money
I've been dreaming of a record deal, since I was a trackstar, but you won't read that in your Rolling Stone. a?Cause my press agent says to tell you
Don't speak. I understand when you're out of reach. I comprehend, even without speech all the things that you don't say. You say you've never been indiscreet
I'm glad i'm not like them so privileged yet so removed it must be nice not to worry about your next meal or working till your bones have turned to dust
Well the life and the times and the reasons behind all the things that we do have occurred in my mind so pack your bags leave your baggage behind it'
Destiny bends and breaks upon the weight of my modern mind. Intelligent design, knee jerk from the loyal divine, a superficial final effort for their
We've got some clout in this town so peace out we've got friends on practically every single street i've seen every block from the bottom to the top
Can't trust your government 'cause they're totalitarian our hands our hands covered in blood because of our demands I look back on wasted days of my
Riots every night? Got no curfew. Riots every night, red and blue in the rearview. They said "spread em! you fucking queers!" We said "we've had it up
man bellies up to the bar with an armful of incomplete tattoos and says "I need a skin removal". Now you can walk out anytime that you like or you can
Under glass I can't afford your painted paradise. so nice, but is it really worth the price of admission, your compromised position. We had a blast and
It used to be red scare-ica ever righteous America we are bred for skills and un-cheap thrills for crippled and misguided wills the propaganda machine
Gia, into the world like a warm syringe, or like a Texas-sized tornado through another trailer park, and disappears like a child star. This one is