your reservation I'm gonna shove your peace pipe up your fucking ass Indians are Red Nigger Skunks Indians are Red Nigger Skunks- you suck Indians are Red Nigger Skunks
A punch to get it, tryin' to get it To do what I wanted to do I cried and screamed when I saw my dream It was dancin' all around the room Follow, baby
I caused a major war just by talking You flew into a rage 'cause that's everything you know Childhood of violence, filled with heartache I flew into a
Yea yea All I want is a mirror So I can see this so called brighter day I'm watchin' all the world crawl back again Watchin' how it blows itself away
I called you brazen Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strenghted like a vice
Unconventionally a believer In the power of your fellow kind But when your pockets fill to overflowing You can use it better than they can There's something
You see he's about to colour my integrity And I lay jumping to slag your injection Open the corner words to grace him with my purple blood Everything
"Blackie" in the closet. "Whitie" in the crowd. Bugeyed, cause your later in the mirror, and you know you`re gonna ?? from your doglife. Fixing up the
I know your days are closing Cool days we've said our hopes said I don't know what you find But there only breath away You want to grieve forever I hope
Why do I sense benevolence? You stand tall at my great expense Thick words of gratitude, what a price to pay Stuck in my throat, I sell every word I say
I awake from blood thick dreams Washing blame from my knees Softly done, so secretly I'm awake as Charlie sleeps A lone brother, a lone sister A home
Because of you the tears dead in my eyes they freeze until I'm blind the eyes a gift from you because of you the scratches on my face will never be erased
I smoked the shit that made you love Drowned all your problems like a wife Blanked out your anger with my face Wasted my days to hide disgrace I did
I know too well, I know these lines I've seen them smothered in sleek ridicule A seedy smile, they think they've scored But I know morning comes and babes
Okay, go then! Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink, Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive And the polls of your will love your vanity
My vision is distorted by my sleazy mind To picturesque an image to control this time My intimate discriminating fears you test My ignorance that truely
You see these eyes, they're darn to hurt I want to crush you, what you gave birth I want the power without the grace I want to have you for your sweet
