Vārdi:
The Action Design The Question Is How

I was blind - blinded by an innocence that vanished along with you. I won't deny your actions wounded me. When you were through with me, I couldn't accept

Tulkojums: Rīcības Design. Jautājums ir, kā.

the Funky Four Plus One More (It's the joint!) Rewind that back This is the age for a new stage of fiend Watch how the junkies scream It's the crack Plain is

amped up for action Going to war no time for relaxing Fists or handguns it doesn't make a difference Adjusts my sights and starts (? ) become relentless Intelligent how

this is all a part of my And how can you say those things Why can't you just believe And how can you say those things And keep a straight face And how

odd, every dog in the neighborhood barked 'Cause Emotion manifests Thought, Thought manifests Words Actions and Reality But what is attracting me? If you question

my witness Fly like birds of a feather Drugs are like pleather You don't wanna wear it No need to ask that question Just don't mention You know what the answer is

death knell Propositions, predictions We won't be living well Until we grow, have to make weed, and the rest We could kill That's ill How far away that is

the question create the state? Crudely said: Is it my fault? If the answer is that there is no answer and the question will not die what then? How do