He comes to me The man with no face A hero in a mask of raw flesh He is a simple genius Flower blood cells The hero inside my brain Oh the burning sands
family I hope they come home soon 'cause I'm waiting in the bedroom I'm gone and I ditched the ride And left the dead wilsons inside Jetting and I'm
fickle hand of fame Aren't you happy that the road to success Is littered with drugs and sex It's all here for your delectation In compromising situations Let fallen heroes
family I hope they come home soon Cuz I'm waiting in the bedroom I'm gone and I ditched the ride And left the dead Wilsons inside Jetting and I'm hopping
a family I hope they come home soon Cuz I'm waiting in the bedroom I'm gone and I ditched the ride And left the dead Wilsons inside Jetting and I'm hopping
decay and the next couple of days the pig was suspended with pay Receivin support from cops and superior courts And all we receive is a bullet inside