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Vertaling: Woede. Confusion.
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is confusion I lose 'em Fellates me Who hate me? My gun off safety Since a tunnel and escape key My jewelry in HD Silent rage Pristine in my vintage
The sign says do not enter No trespassing allowed Visions of redemption I walk against the crowd The sun is white with envy Confusion on the ground Breathing
When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a General's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged
troublesome kid Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did I was at unimpressionable age through a faze An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage
it was all the beauty I could take Like the missing words to some prayer that I could never make In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
me?" I told myself that I would play it cool She better shed a couple tears when she come through But I was wrong, baby girl sung another tune And there was rage
change the coordinates On course threatened by force, passed the limit Mutilate the meak, terrorize the timid Murder in a minute then it's mission accomplished Corner the confused
hearts of the fanatics And the neighborhood's a loaded gun Idle thoughts lead to full-throttle screaming And the welfare's asphyxiating Mass confusion is all the new rage
I'm gonna keep on holding on Times are changing, rearranging All the raging over little things has got me all confused And I don't why, but it seems
this age of confusion I have need for your company For I am a wild and a lonely child And the son of an angry man Now with the high wars raging I would
, I'd rather be fat than be confused The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused Than be me in a cage With a bottle of rage And a family like
of my dismay, 'Cause I slay any opponent with a fuckin' word to say. I play way serious, I no longer play. Sit in the same room let my rage run astray
You scorned the love that I gave you You lied now nothing can save you Blue skies are turning to gray I know the games that you play Winds of rage they
Love is gone, have you heard? Love is gone, gone, gone People showing no emotion For the streets with violence raging All you see is mass confusion
