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Haunted lyrics
Haunted lyrics
"Forensick Lyrics"
Thats What You Told Me Lyrics
That's What You Told Me That's what you told me baby That's what you told me baby That's what you told me baby You drive me craz
That's What You Told Me That's what you told me baby That's what you told me baby That's what you told me baby You drive me craz
At night I listen to the sound of the animals,
I understand now that there are no limits to what you are capable of.
You don't even see it yourselves,
and the news anchor on the TV set talks in a neutral voice about rape,
murder
and this weeks weather without change of tone
It seems that not
Winter Of A Broken Heart Lyrics
Oh it seems the sun will never shine The skies are so gray and the heart you left broken is lonely The winter wind blows throug
hing matters as we close in on the turn of the millenium,Oh it seems the sun will never shine The skies are so gray and the heart you left broken is lonely The winter wind blows throug
violence and commercial breaks has become the opium that used to religion.
Fuck you, mankind.
You're so ugly, so vain.
The language of brutality is all you seem to understand,
bloodlust as long as it's someone elses blood.
To fuck, suck,
Public School Boy Lyrics
You think you look so cool With yr t-shirt tucked in Go to a public school And get yr face punched in Stop wearing rugby shirts
at and shit.
Breeding has turned into a pastime,
death as recreation...
You are no better than a pack of hyenas,
the sight and smell of someone elses pain and misery makes you feel good,
ensuring one more day in safety,
decimating the odds that you or someone you love is going to get hurt.
you're not safe,
not in this world.
All you are is collateral damage,
presumptive headlines,
expendable meat for the media hounds,
statistics and forensic reports for some brainless fuck to drool over on the
internet.
You are royally fucked.
You think you look so cool With yr t-shirt tucked in Go to a public school And get yr face punched in Stop wearing rugby shirts
at and shit.
Breeding has turned into a pastime,
death as recreation...
You are no better than a pack of hyenas,
the sight and smell of someone elses pain and misery makes you feel good,
ensuring one more day in safety,
decimating the odds that you or someone you love is going to get hurt.
O.P.P. - Naughty By Nature Lyrics
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie) You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down
Well don't fucking fool yourself,You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie) You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down
you're not safe,
not in this world.
All you are is collateral damage,
presumptive headlines,
expendable meat for the media hounds,
statistics and forensic reports for some brainless fuck to drool over on the
internet.
You are royally fucked.