[Laughter] Where can I go they don't want me no mo' Where can I go they don't want me no mo' What if I plugged a screwdriver up into they guts Would they
What is this that I feel and what is this that I fear? In these arms that whored out amongst the worms That mate in these fields From pressure to pain
Deep in the mind, you slowly unwind For reasons unknown, there's disturbance inside Diluting this virgin brain, killing the thinking man, Sanity tries
You niggas gon' learn buck a buckin' D-boy squad buck a buckin' Rich Boy I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray poupon Look at my arm bitch, ya see
People are always Thinking too much They make the rules Ignorance ain't pretty In this cold, hard world What if you don't have The answer to every question
Wer rettet mich heut' vor dem Untergang Hab' ich so im Spass gesagt Und Du hast es gern getan Dir ging's genau wie mir in dieser Nacht Du hast Dich abgesetzt
'm comin' back with the wicket shit, but now I gotta fuck it I cut my dog's head off and threw it in a bucket The U-N-H-O-L-Y, cross my heart and hope
Fire burns in the grate The guilt burns in the breast of every prisoner The guilty, the condemned Death is red on their hands The galling chains reminding
Dont Think. Dont speak. I will do this for you. Every Natural Thought or feeling you've ever had will change tonight. Dont Think. Dont speak. i will do
A cryptic slaughter by hate Darkness is the only survivor As evil dominion terminate Behind the sealed door To imagination I sense the voices of devastation
(Guillaume shows them how to kill. Everone is caught up in what Gullaume is saying, but Pierre Guerre leaves. A villager enters with Louison. Benoit
Please let us at them Goes the barrack room cry I'm glad I'm not going I'm not dying to die I've got all my medals Survived sneak attacks It's not worth
Do I feel alright? I'll go anything you say you wanna take me Save me, run away-ay-ay, run away-ay-ay 'Cause I feel alright And I'll do anything you say
Fly away in the brain, spiral... Madnes... I never know when the need is calling Another pile to face, it's time to leave again Stand at the door, it
This is not the way out It's clear to you And speaks some truth So in the end I might know what to say A combination of Carelessness that's managed
What is this that I feel? And what is this that I fear? In these arms they hold down amongst the words that made in these fields. From pressure to pain
(feat. Vinicius de Moraes & Toquinho) A questo punto stiamo tanto bene io e te che non ha senso tirar fuori i come ed i perche. Cerchiamo insieme tutto
Ti circondi Delle cose che subisci E che non vuoi E ti perdi Tra le rime di quei versi Che non sai Sciogliti In un giardino pieno di follia Lanciati Non