Faction - Friends and enemies

Tekst :

You did your best but it got in your way
Fear of rejection, you d watch what you d say
Standards were set for you, was it bad or good?
You did what they did because you thought you should
But friends and enemies laugh at you
You without a face
No distinction between the two
Win or lose the race
Everyone is doing it, you too, but why?
Fellowship is gained for you, or is it just a lie
Overcome with anger, you head s on fire
You reason is heard aloud, and you know that you re a liar, but.


Inne utwory

  • Why save the whales
  • Running amok
  • Deathless
  • Pegged for life
  • Bullets are faster than words
  • The kids are the future
  • Skate and destroy
  • Corpse in disguise
  • Eternal plan
  • You are here
  • Boredom awaits
  • I decide for me
  • The brain
  • A-U.K
  • Me
  • Losowe utwory

    Be yourself

    Well, I am what I am
    what I am could be who you are
    Yes, you re pained when you smile
    because you built a wall around your heart
    Do the thoughts in your head keep you up
    cause you feel alone
    And are you strong enough to be yourself

    Fire in the sky

    Fire in the sky – sky fire
    Ono / ONE THING I HATE IS NOSY PEOPLE LIFE AIN´T ROSY, PEOPLE. BUT I´M A LIVING
    LEGEND LIKE THAT STONE WASHED COMMERCIAL. WE RARELY GET TOGETHER LIKE IN A SITCOM
    NOW IT´S CLEAR I SPIT SOME DEEP SHIT. HAVE...

    Mr. President

    Close your eyes
    Look inside
    You ll discover you have an eye
    Eyes can see
    What you hide
    It s like a picture from the smallest child
    Lay your head
    Down at night
    And you ll just think about the wrongs and rights
    Fast Asleep
    Like a child
    Now we ll just wish you a sweet good night

    She said
    Hey there, Mr....

    Arrivederci Roma

    Arrivederci Roma,
    Goodbye, goodbye to Rome

    City of a million moonlit places,
    City of a million warm embraces,
    Where I found the one of all the faces,
    Far from home!

    Arrivederci Roma,
    It s time for us to part,

    Postmortem

    Funeral held for the depression of man
    Holds the key to his own death
    Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
    Tighten the tourniquet around your neck

    Sifting away the debris of hated life
    Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine...