: You and me have a passion Escaping the days that go by Just our desire Patronise a secret painted salon Let us talk about the live Where the skins
: I'm thinking of Thanking all the fucked people Thanking all the shit I love They are all the things I've made Straight from my heart Begging all
: So I think you are a fool Hanging on my every word It's getting ugly So I'm ugly Tear me from your heart Tearing me apart So I thought you
: Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies Pushing all the mercy down, down, down I wanna see you try to take a swing at me Come on, gonna put you
: This time I'm taking it away, I've got a problem With me getting in the way, not by my side So I take my face and bash it into a mirror I won't
: It ain't fading Man I gotta let it out Am I crazy? Screaming nothing ever comes out I keep feeling lost I'll never find my way out I'm not thanking
: Always it's coming And here starts the game Why can't this puzzle be solved? Each time it happens it's always the same I look down and it starts
: My life is such a waste Begging on something to work this time But why can't I relate? Feeling all I do is get what?s mine Holding on to faith
: Pick me up Been bleeding too long Right here, right now I'll stop it somehow I will make it go away Can't be here no more Seems this is the
: Are you ready for a good pounding baby? (get down) Are you ready to get it on? (get down, get down) Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky baby (
: Maybe I'm insane Walking on a wire Maybe I'm the same Nothing to take me higher Tell me where to start Think I'm at the end Right now feeling
: You and me We have no faces Soon our lives they?ll be erased Do you think they will remember? Or will we just be replaced Oh I wish that I could
: We got a fucked up reason to live Who really gives a fuck? We're gonna wake up hate We're gonna fuck you up I wanna break everything I wanna make
: Blood is boring Sleep is boring Don't stop running I'm here counting The lies, the hurt, the pain, the hate The lies, the hurt, the pain, the
: Feeding the fall I can't help but desire of falling down this time Deep in this hole am I making I can't escape Falling all this time We come
'tit malfrat Ce seigneur de la mafia Et enfin a Chicago On peut deambuler a nouveau Sans avoir peur de personne Depuis qui ya plus d'monsieur Capone(x3) Alphonzo Capone
: Hello to you, my sweet young friends Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun My shirt's turn my time
