Texty:
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a lack of sympathy is wath it means to me in my eyes tears I've cried lived through that tragedy, kissed by the memory why.... darkness shines so

Gunshot, black man drops with fear in his eyes he lies and he cries, but they huntdown, break him down, society has made a new force, but it's not new

waking up late, it seems a little like always day is gray and nothing's right - psyche I close my eyes - I see the river runs blood red and the hourglass

Twenty four seven and a three sixty five I am in full effect and I ain't taking no jive I got the masterplan cause I'm desaster man And I live by the

Why do I panic? This shit is manic I got it going on and I don't know where it's coming from I feel no strenght in, I have no trust in Myself or anything

Mary gets up at six in the morning She runs herself a bath While she's brushing her teeth Six thirty she's styled and dressed In the kind of rag she

I don't know what to say, I'm crying everyday I'm talking to you slowly, but you don't know what I mean Get down with reality, here's my resume You

Fire shine through my liquid sunlight Thoughts of those I love hurt my head And with another gulp I'll wash them Down to stop them spinning me around

I was sitting at my desk, I was a little Depressed, My nerves laid back, I was busy stressed, Messed up in the club with the girlies but I think about