Текстове на песни:
Future Trail Players

play. THESE PARTS MAY FAIL THIS FORCE IS HEADING TO GREY THESE PARTS MAY FADE THIS LOVE IS HEADING TO END The gamblers without aim the players in round

starving and the scabby The tortured the tortured the tortured I see them at night before I drift During my sleep they gambol and play And chase Balls or Children or Giants They play

cannonball Stop this cannonball Yeah, we play the lead role with a lack of education And pay a price we?ll never know Our future?s been sold by profit

Pop the cork, a champagne glass Raise to the future, drink to the past Thank the Lord for the friends he cast In the play he wrote for you And if you

future was bleak I'd rather play games than eat or sleep Until one day, this guy came along He didn't have a radio but he was playin' a song I got curious

future was bleak I'd rather play games than eat or sleep Until one day, this guy came along He didn't have a radio but he was playin' a song I got curious

up in the hospital It's nothin' Sometimes it's simply how it's got to go That's if you suckas want to play play play play It's such an Inebriating feeling

m glowin'! - The rap owens and I'm goin' where they bill throwin'. {OOOHHH! } I dust 'em! - Nuttin' but heels showin'. - I'm outy! A trail of smoke behind

you followed your dreams? The trail is getting colder, And the goal still no closer Futile searching in vain Hopeless we all become Shadows play in