Letras:
Far Bury White

To resurrect ourselves We disembowel our saints We never underestimate The destructive power of change We'd find another way We'd dream up stupid shit

a .38 Magnum 16 bars of baggum let the hook toe tag 'em Murder any MC throw 'em in that white wagon Let him die and come back look at 'em he white flaggin

: The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness, a baby cries hard in an apartment complex as I pass in a car buried under the influence. The city

and buried And the legendary curtains are drawn ?round Baby Bankrupt Who sucks you while you?re sleeping It?s the theater of financiers Count them, fifty ?round a table White

bit and hes been losing a little bit i think i could manage that i know id stay in control of it but i saw the rider in black and white oh my justice

yak, ain?t no clue In 2 deep, you sleep, we creep, juiceman, what would you do? [juicy j] First a juicy looked in the white pages for this bitch Mafia

: I dreamed about killing you again last night And it felt alright to me Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed Buried

found in silence Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees Levitate our thoughts to the high branches Buried under the snow Pure and white as an

Blacked out in a white room My last cigarette lost the cherry Reminds me of fallen idols Their hearts on their sleeves when they're buried And freedom