how much we've endured with the state this land is in you and me feel joined only by gender we are not all for one and one for all sister blister we
: Take advantage of these times, you said You let me down It hasn't been the first time As I'm falling in the pit of fire my mind's made up I'm never
: you stabbed me in the back over a sliver a feeling i have been betrayed both hands broken together clenching fists cause the rage [chorus:] it comes
: Kid, picked on, love, blinds him, found, his own girlfriend. It's all he could ask for. He doesn't need, his hands, tied up, to persuade, this kid
: ONE, TWO, THREE!!! YEAH!!! DROP IT!!! Bones in the water and dust in my lungs Absorbing archaic like a sponge The ultimate way is the way you control
I can't breathe Waiting they're chasing me No one listens but i'm ok with it Only I wonder why If only my hands weren't tied The world's a blister
we've endured, with the state this land is in And you and me feel joined by only gender We are not all for one and one for all Sister blister, we fight
Wasted thoughts of you Desperate prayers to you Give me back my mind I'm empty inside What have I become? Everything's undone A candle burns here in your
I'm never coming back again Don't want one percent of nothing 'cause I'm never coming back again Believe in blisters, believe in blisters Cuts deep
then i don't want to be around all the way up and all the way down you really bring out the worst in me you really bring out the jerk in me you really bring out the hate you blister
When I'm out walking I strut my stuff yeah I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out Let me go on like I blister in the
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff, man, I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite, I just might stop to check you out Let me go on like I blister in the
You stabbed me in the back over a sliver A feeling I have been betrayed Both hands broken together Clenching fists cause the rage It comes in spades
Blistered by a raging sun's flames Mankind sealed its fate in its haste Warning signs sent time after time We just sit back in all this waste All
hot when you rock it up Somethings getting hot when you rock it up You give me blisters and bruises You give me blisters and bruises and bruises Oh
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-walking, I strut my stuff, then I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out Let me go on, like a blister in the sun Let
