Vārdi:
No Use For A Name Yours To Destroy

storming, alluring, curing your ailments with lyrical talismans Here it is, for the scrutiny of every record reviewer Your tool to reduce your little rhymes are non existent Meticulous methods I use

a waste of time We have no need for ancient ways The world is doing fine Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly

have brought among yourself, and this is why we have to say Goodbye, it's time for truth and not for lies...that you have always told Your trust was

and you'll end up dead You've got a loaded gun at your head You use the needle that the others use Just pull the trigger and find out you lose So now

's an argument, A fight to save a smile A small attack on human tears To dry them for a while A dream we all should count on ; Yeah a vision I believe

to your front door, front door ... I can get a hooker shot like urban You never bust repping just like you a virgin Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon A

looking for a harder crystal, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for

the cocaine destroyed my brain private conversations with kurt cobain im drownin' my fears in the acid rain chorus demonic intentions take ova your mind like leaping from a building for

and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty faces waiting for their