Fordítás: A Kidcrash. Gun At The Parade.
Fordítás: A Kidcrash. Szike Cuts Beton.
Fordítás: A Kidcrash. Beszélő Vízalatti.
Fordítás: A Kidcrash. Amíg a fény megöli a film.
Fordítás: A Kidcrash. A völgy a mi Volcano.
From inside this plastic casket i took my first breath, and choked on it I thought if im loud enough maybe they'll open it up... So i sang for centuries
Brain-song is muted. misplaced the dues. there is no witness. a hymn caught in the silence. when does the day begin? we stall and we wait, listen for
It was the worst of this war All the politics and metaphors An empty page, the battlefield Turn it 'cause i fight in secret Cross it out and i'll just
Prof-it-able now that it's paved, Just cover up the blood stains. In the name of .. great business, You've ruined us. Streets .. cut like knives. Sever
Tonight we watch the city glow. With the power off, and nobody knows. Why we did it, and .. and if they did, They'd realize they're not victims, Just
so it is punching in or clocking out, we trade in time. like a black check, pay the rent or debt - how our lives get spent. arrested effort. stuck in
Put my ear up to your head, And you're eaves-dropping. Hear what you are thinking, And what you wished you'd said. What you wished you'd said. What you
Under each foot you lay And overspace There is a grave Of something An idea, a best friend, everything that's seen its end And tonight you feel so alive
No new skin, senseless ends. dead network. no gift in this rigid state of becoming. nothing to produce. infinite excuses. the grazing ground is barren
[Chorus] And i recall, swearing on, every mother's grave i wouldn't write this song But i cant help it when you drink just to get sick And throw up all
siege of abuse. it never works. it always hurts, it's always wrested. winged syllables in formation, grounded by the weight of your words. no respite
I's are replaced, and you remain. lost limb collection: arms and legs. who spits on history and halts the living will yawn for you. once celled earth
You're head is a hearse. That carries all, all of the worse .. you've sworn You've buried so you will crash it. You pray for amnesia when you hit [Chorus
