The clock is ticking on the table in my room Funny how the time just slips away An ordinary, simple man Who's lost a little piece of something Hold my
Would you take a straight and narrow critical look at me? Would you tell me tough love style, put judicial weight on me? If you're thinking anything
Girl She don't have a name She don't have a face Never had much of anything Yes I see you and I fall from grace, yeah She don't have the line She don
There used to be a time when I would call and you'd be there Now your leaving's killing me and the time we spent together Why can't we tape the picture
Somebody shot me with their arrow Somebody thinks that I can't see But I've been wise to their manipulation So I'll just plant my feet and never leave
Stub towers in the distance Riders cross the blasted moor against the horizon Fickle promises of treaty Fatal harbingers of war, futile orisons Swirl
Credo nelle rovesciate di Bonimba, e nei riff di Keith Richards. Credo al doppio suono di campanello del padrone di casa, che vuole l'affitto ogni primo
I could be wrong.I could be right. I could be wrong. I could be wrong, I could be right, I could be black, I could be white, I could be right, I could
Would you take a straight and narrow critical look at me? Would you tell me tough love style, put judicial weight on me? If you're thinking anything,
Kotaedasu sono mae ni jibun wo aisenakya hajimaranai Tsurai hibi wa wasurezu ni iyou ashita michibiku kara Kimi wa jibun (kimi) wo mitsumeteru ka ? Kokoro
(Seta... seta...) Ho sete di fama io perche sono il prescelto di una lunga dinastia che ha avuto sempre successo Come la mia fama dove la mia fama io
Stained glass windows keep the cold outside While the hypocrites hide inside With the lies of statues in their minds Where the Christian religion made
I can see I can see when our hands are tied I was a victim when you lied Attack AttackAttackAttackAttack I was a victim of your pride I will survive
Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha) You never listen to a word that I said You only seen me For the clothes that I wear Or did the interest go so much deeper
Think Im proud to be your enemy Take your hands off of me Youre worse than the thing that possessed me They way they were The way they should have been
Ego-maniac traitor You never did understand You fell in love with your ego It did not fit into plan Low Life Your alter-ego is a moron 30 years too
(scream) Theme Now I understand (ha, ha, ha) Now I understand (ha, ha, ha) Theme going on and on and on Its not the same anymore No, never, never no