Scars from a shattered life Sunken to an emotional abyss Memories of blood Multiple voices inside of me Dismembered personality I'm lost in my sick head
Scars from a shattered life Sunk into an emotional abyss Memories of blood Multiple voices inside of me Dismembered personality I'm lost in my sick head
Превод: Сериозни. Белези Направете Memories.
She's in love with herself, she likes the dark An' on her milk white neck, the Devil's mark Now it's all Hallows Eve, the moon is full Oh, will she trick
All it's all or nothing with your ego tripping Everybody's looking for a Sunday mission Ain't nobody searching for a second chance I'm just looking for
Wiping his brow, he managed to tear himself away The past few nights had left him rather tired Returned his thoughts to a need he found overpowering He
what they may And all your love I'll take to a grave And all my life starts now Tear me down, they can take you out of my thoughts Under every scar
And my gangsta ways They hung off they guns And made it to the grave Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit,
they're saying As the drums begin to fade We made our love on wasteland And through the barricades Oh, turn around and I'll be there There's a scar
alive The days I spent So cold, so hungry Were full of hate I was so angry The scars run deep inside this tattooed body There's things I'll take to my grave
We were doomed from the start, as most lovers are are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in
We were doomed from the start, as lovers are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in the basement
up screaming from the ashes of the grave To make this world a battle field It?s got a voice that steals the courage from the brave And leaves a scar
, my flow's nuclear Fuck for the month, I want the verse of the year I straighten shit out, you could put me in ya hair Perm like bars, burn like scars
in the era of heroes and cons That left me for dead or alive I am a nation A worker of pride My debt to the status quo The scars on my hands And the
everyday! [Verse 2] It's like I'm trapped in a maze Walk around in a daze. I won't rest til' I'm paid Almost down in my grave. I wanna' look tough but
) Everday Everday Everday It's like I'm trapped in a maze walk around in a daze I won't rest 'til I'm paid or I'm down in my grave I wanna look tough
the middle of the morning Up from the ground in the middle of the evening Up from the ground in the middle of the night Ohh, I testify I was laid upon the grave
