Dying Fetus lyrics
Dying Fetus lyrics
"Absolute Defiance lyrics"
Just Because lyrics
I failed you before, But you gave me a chance to do it over and over again. How can I be, just like someone else, When you let me do whatever I please.
I failed you before, But you gave me a chance to do it over and over again. How can I be, just like someone else, When you let me do whatever I please.
I feel the pressure, it boils in my veins
There will be no praying for peace, no sacrifice
As I feel the burning, of hate, it's blinding me
I just live to destroy my mortal enemies
I just see the face that's the target in my mind
And with pleasure, carve it, and cut it from your head,
There - is - no - reason, it's just
Intro lyrics
[fragment of "Up here" or "Appear"] We are Northern white crap that talks back We are The Fall we were spinning we were stepping Cop out, cop
a laugh for me[fragment of "Up here" or "Appear"] We are Northern white crap that talks back We are The Fall we were spinning we were stepping Cop out, cop
'Cause you lost my patience, and with it goes your life
Your existence, a parody
There's no excuse I can believe
One time, is all it takes,
To rip the flesh from off your face
Die, die, die, just fucking die, die, die, just fucking die
With puppet strings, and faking lies
A hollow head, and empty
Crunchy Granola Suite lyrics
I got a song been on my mindAnd the tune can be sung and the words all rhymeDeedle-ee deet deet deet deet deet deet deet dee dee Though it don
yesI got a song been on my mindAnd the tune can be sung and the words all rhymeDeedle-ee deet deet deet deet deet deet deet dee dee Though it don
Take your breath, and let it go
The last one you'll ever know
Die, die, die, just fucking die, die, die, just fucking die
Habitual complacency conforms your life away
It does not take a lot of thought to follow and obey
The dead fucking traitor has no reason to complain
A lifeless bag of shit with no face and w
Changes lyrics
And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seems the taste was not so sweet So I turned m
ith no nameAnd my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seems the taste was not so sweet So I turned m
I just have no patience for the scum of the earth
Why not kill these fuckers, make them die, make it hurt
Worthless global breeders crawl like roaches on my back
A pestilence of hyper-active idiots on crack
I choose not to follow all the prophets preaching greed
To the close-minded corpses that consume beyond need