It's always the quiet ones Who are stranger than fiction They hide under tables like a child What kind of chemistry is it? Leaden or golden? Nobody sees
Vertaling: Trane Vir Vrese. Stil Ones.
: It's always the quiet ones Who are stranger than fiction They hide under tables like a child What kind of chemistry is it? Leaden or golden? Nobody
It's always the quiet ones Who are stranger than fiction They hide under tables like a child What kind of chemistry is it? Leaden or golden? Nobody
of those marionettes Beating drums down the quiet streets Of ignorance and vain regrets And all these fears
sick gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and crying man but he feels it most for the children (unclean) tears glisten on his cheek did man ever
dum dum A jail cell a pine box and brothers is dumb young, young boys Still bustin' guns for the slum that they come from Cops is the only ones they
you take my kindness for weakness Don't you take my kindness for weakness Don't you take Oh, yo look out, look out Rak' Love or fear, the fear last
turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label, for trying to
On se rend compte Qu'on est toujours tout seul au monde We dance ones against the others We run ones against the others We hate each other, we tear
the ones who really care In the end they'll be the only ones there When you get old and start losing your hair Can you tell me who will still care Can
no illusions executions We are king for a thousand years we are king of a million tears We're the ones who bring desire binding their greed and fears
it Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label, for trying
, piece of cake But beef is rare like a bloody piece of steak "Don't you take" your eyes off the quiet ones, the silent ones With the assassin smile,
