: What are you waiting for Salvation is my name Save me from who I am Sit back and bite your tongue Shut the fuck up I beat you once before and I will
colmano la totale mancanza d'amore che c'e e non fermano tutta la violenza che vedo intorno a me, quindi ti dico che loro non colmano la totale mancanza d
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I? Three simple words Who am I? A human being Who am I? This weird thing Who am I? Not what I seem Repeat all [x4] [Chorus:] Who am I ? D.R.I. [x3] D
s why I'd rather jerk it Than spend another night with you Your mind is barren, stark It must be stuck in park You'd better get your shit together You
why I'm always broke Hey man, it ain't no joke I can't seem to save Pay my bills or behave If it wasn't for that monthly bill I'd be a millionaire "hey
: Hungry vets carrying signs to our shame Starving homeless soldiers And who's to blame? Once protected our freedom and our lives Now society has cut
: Come apart under stress Opened up, I won't confess Pulled apart, they're four of me Opened up, an oddity Changing with the times Like rolling with
: Seasons change and they change you Round you go life, and then there you are Life is hard, you know the truth Old age creeps up, robs you of your youth
: There once was a park where the kids used to go But not anymore 'cause their parents all know There's junkies and whores and bums drinking beer And
reason why he remains free Hides behind the cloak of the clergy He was a man, they were just boys Human beings, not just toys A god who'd allow such atrocity
: I don't trust that girl with a gun Something about a girl with a gun The way they fly off the handle Someone's gonna get hurt She's gonna hurt someone
: I love life but I don't think life loves me I'll recreate my own reality The teachers and the preachers, they all lied to me There's no end to what
: You don't see the blood You don't see the pain You don't see the bolt Going through their brain You don't smell the death You don't hear their cries
: Way down here on level 7 So far from the radiation Push-button soldiers underground Stationed seven levels down We're even deeper than the president
: I got a letter in the mail just the other day Opened it up, this is what it had to say: "Wouldn't you please give us the pleasure Of having you at
