out death, death to the storm Death to the storm Death to the storm Death to the storm Death to the storm We keep it all hid like laughter And sing out death, death
Wide eyed, grinning in the darkened room Sipping cactus brandy from a China spoon Coming in the morning, in the afternoon Forgetting So tired waiting
What gives you the right? To fuck with our lives? A devil born in paradise A liar loves to lie Keep watching your back Killers always have killers on
Wide eyed, grinning in the darkened room Sipping cactus brandy from a China spoon Coming in the morning and the afternoon Forgetting So tired, waiting
What gives you the right To fuck with our lives? A devil born in paradise A liar loves to lie Keep watching your back Killers always have killers on
The chain of events, leading up to this, has come from some unseen direction. When all that you have is what you shared, then at once you find it is gone
Deeded to dead desires, nursing thirsts, we've earned our ire. Who's the hawk? Who's the dove? It don't matter baby, we're both fucked. A little death
Превод: Деатх Цаб фор Цутие. Тајна Звезде.
Превод: Звезде. Смрт смрт.
Превод: Звезде. Он је лагао о смрти.
t see us fall. We are all searching for the one to blame. So scared of the unknown that we face. Blaming the angels for your fear of the end. Death yields
me. I know I must redefine what is in my life for You. Be there, there for You. Without You what would I do? Bloodshed, fear and angst caused by death
we know it's true Buried all in shallow graves In death our hearts are true In death we have no name In death our hearts are true In death we have no
to even work up a sweat I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect Cassette So when you mention my name these niggaz get offended No chain on just a five star
I want you to be with you One for the money (yes sir) Two for the show Three for all the ladies just standing outside my door Yelling Oh It's that Mister
