I'm ugly All that I am And I can never live up I'm failing I'm angry Afraid of the ways They pretend to be us It's fucked up I'm different Words remain
leave Must we let this night end With broken hearts unmend From hurtful words, selfishly said Chorus: Let's not go another Having such burdens in our hearts With these tears falling from
my weight: Those memories of you! Once I felt that you loved me These days are over, now we're through Our secret garden lost forever I never thought you could be that
the love songs play on my lonely radio But I shut them off ''cause all they do is make me miss you [so much more] And so remains these twisted days
Put the lead in my soul Lift the bones from my skin Lay them out on the floor All of our hopes and our wishes Our future remains Could be destroyed by these
box marked 'Remains' Blood stains these veins In the way that I can only explain is insane The world's gonna celebrate when I hang And I just hope that
are but cinders . . .their grandeur shall remain untainted It is this grandeur that protects the spirit within From the plight of this broken world, from the wounds
Ten heavy feet walks the bloodsoiled ground With rhythm these five warriors march No matter how much the bleeding wounds From enemy sword cuts, hurts
should know She offers me the ability To take a fatal wound Every cu by sword or spear will be Absorded by her tree-womb This magic will remain until
And now is the time that nothing has left from all these broken by the scream dreams, hold back by a fire night, nailed down by midnight moonlight. Fragments
all the bread has molded fungus dwells inside multiple estimates convincing with their graphic pride the mask that suffocates bleeds in me all is to
but that's just me The elohim, motherfucker I rip this shit for free Stick and flee so my stee' can remain low key, supreme Steam through your team, yeah y'all
sirens Following the demonic armies That surface from the open wounds of earth They march toward bloodshed And warfare against humanity The limbs and remains from
the Mississippi and the twenty dollar bill But for us the trail is all that will remain On the streets of rapid City On the road to Wounded Knee There
play Desell Marachi, preferred to watch me It's a Tekilla Sunrise, over the sky Tea rocks in the watch be flaring but hot see Got these from my nigga
a wife They'll say that school prepares you for the awesome world outside Well it certainly gives you bigotry and patriotic pride Racism, sexism teacher to class From school to work remains
through the streets. Decadence, the swift end that you will meet. Eyes blackened blind to these lustful crimes. Decency falters and is all left behind
own scourge Morals cast since your day of birth Trained to forever follow these ways A call to those from a different path Exceed all bounds that surround