the bringer of it all Why can't you see... Used to think I could take a stand But now my hatred has got the upper hand The situation's beyond control The hatred
Tradução: Face Down (EE.UU.). El odio.
you can turn it down fuck it I can shoot a video to it and spend half the budget I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal blow in public More hatred inside my
s weak They say we're keeping ourselves down We sold out on half ass trailer park dreams So now we're living with rednecks, racists, blk/white hatred
i cant forgive this i locked you out these years this hatred cries in my head steady coming with that friendly fire shooting me down two caps to the back dropped face
I will never be clean again I touched her eyes Pressed my stained face I will never be clean again Touch her eyes Press my stained face I will
time I will never be clean again I touched her eyes Pressed my stained face I will never be clean again Touch her eyes Press my stained face I will
They'll ride you off your feet CHORUS Gonna hit Crack City (Hit Crack City) Piss on the icon monsters Whose guitars bequeath you pain They'll face you down
by your rule; who would want to? Off with yourself to a life of disgrace Go down a path until death you will face Hate of all hatred encumbrance your
t help you tonight Invincible force, invincible force You break down in the morass Turn and see them blood stained daws Now I fear the shreds out of your face
: The battle raged on and on Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man Consistently, without the eyes to see By those who revel in sewer equally We,
: There was no time for pain No energy for anger The sightlessness of hatred slips away Walking through winter streets alone He stops and takes a breath
: [Images: Dream Theater] [Words: Myung] There was no time for pain No energy for anger The sightlessness of hatred slips away Walking through winter
heat, increase the hatred, straight stone face don't fuck with gay shit, so i guess that means I cant fuck with you now, drew down, let off, facate to
from its endless spite So bow down and face your wretched destiny Your screams can't make me feel pity or regret I only feel furious hatred With fire
my hatred for corporate magazines You know they don't speak to me The irony is they won't speak with me I placed you on a window sill Cut notches up and down
with it needs lie upon lie nothing left but your cries im taking back what is mine... smiles across my face im standing over you and i laugh straight in your face
T KNOW SHIT IF IT WHIP KICKED YOU IN YOUR UGLY BITCH-ASS FACE. YOU AIN'T EVEN BEGUN TO EXPERIENCE DRAMA, MOTHERFUCKER. YOUR MAMMA, YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BIG FAT CHICKEN FACE