A protest rally never Satisfied with development Both strivin' for a perfect world Each havin' their own opinions And so the city grows It grows on and on All torn down All torn down All torn
the fortune and fame you know it It's all a gamble when it's just a game You treat it like a capital crime Everybody's doing their time Take me down
done lived a long hard life And we done shed so many tears under these bright lights Y'all, although we grew up, corrupted and scorned We still got a
don't know what it is with a devilish grin Foes and friend and bloody sin Don't know when it's gonna end Just like a puppet on a string he be controlin
t be surprised, I see my reflection like a mirror in your eyes Every thing gots a price, but you got a price to pay I sold your life away, you stole a
up and down we go Riding the rodeo, up and down we go Riding the rodeo, up and down we go Riding the rodeo, like a rodeo down we go I'm torn and I'm
grabbed a rag from a man with a sack Torn strips of color, the red and the black I cam here willingly and I will go down valiantly We made a vow to
life and your spirit still cries torn between fire and ice In a labyrinth of nightmares you run an endless race down a tunnel with no end while you're
the end I'm the next one in line down my neck! retribution, my anger is uncontrolled deceived for all time, testimonial curse UNDER A SUNDOWN OF THE
turn the radio on But it's the same sad song Chorus I've been missing you like crazy It's a strain on my heart Everything I ever lived for has been torn all
't feel a thing Keep the living for another day (Rats... Rat...) You are nonentity, you have no destiny You are a figment of a thing unknown A mantle picture of a stolen soul A
mine all the time There's a butterfly in China and a Kansas thunderstorm A man laying down a dollar and a young girl's clothes being torn Actions and
never understand it. I'm a man with feeling to and I'm a fool for the way I still feel for you. But heres to you, I'm a better man then that you took
this Living up to an image That doesn't exist I feel all worn out Like a barbie doll with it's legs ripped off And hair torn out Fuck it, she's just
's hell For a card-carrying monkey with a story to tell The space monkey was reportedly last sighted about A half a block off of Red Square In a karaoke
torn apart perfumed with gas It seems like it was yesterday when the rain poured down I can still hear your screams as if it was happening all over again
Yo, Mag never roll with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case Get up in some beef niggaz end up with a screw face Besides that I got a gang of P-town niggaz
must fight through the eternal pain So alone in a world far away, memories of a dream will remain As the world falling calls and our lives all in vain