(by Metallica) Live it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters no one else I have lost the will
I'm never done, Walk tall, why ever run? When they move if I ever come? Bad man never fret the war, tell'em come General we have the stock, the mad fire
Are we this bored? Prove me wrong. The child is mine, now that she has been thrown away. The interest is gone, so now the others suffer. They suffer unto
In demonstration our failures all aside We can burn this whole fucking system down And drive the bastards out Spit in the cynic's eye Has passion all
for something more than what you gave. Cause life with you is Georgia? I remember the day that I first met you. I took the lying share of doubt. You held all others
shackles kill but look so lovely maintain reputation squeezed to fit the mold she's made to living their aesthetics giving freely but dishonor sun peeling
(by Elton John) She packed by bag last night, preflight Zero hour, nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high As a kite by then I miss the earth so much I miss
you see my desires live and die for you insighting and while in the dark with you it's never enough, but i promise you i'll still be right here if you
How many triggers Take down an innocent victim? What does your badge cover up? How much training does it take To look into his mother's eyes? And lie
a Death Row show And if I ain't a b-boy, premier never used a bell (Ding, ding) So tell your boy (What?) Crew to retire before I make they (Ass) Catch fire
you jump ship then quickly sets up shop Geah, fool Original baby gangsta I'ma pull My shit Then watch - it spit Ooh, the fire The hollow points flyin
piece of rancid cheese, while the real rats (big business, government) sit in their great halls and eat their pounds of flesh. This distrust and fear of each other
The results may be surprising. Then think about what the media wants you to believe.] [Points to consider:] [1 the idea that you need protection from other
for something more than what you gave. Cause life with you is Georgiaa?¦ I remember the day that I first met you. I took the lying share of doubt. You held all others
[Often in the process of electing political officials, the voices and ideas of candidates other than those offered by the two major political parties
one piece of rancid cheese, while the real rats (big business, government) sit in their great halls and eat their pounds of flesh. This distrust and fear of each other
sounds like a choir and dead refrains sing out there warning, for the lose of desire but this could be our greatest moment in this trial of fire we decide
