Текст песни Zug Izland - Synplicity
Zug Izland - Synplicity слова песни
[Reversed]Kings and Queens, just show us where we should be (you motherfuckers)Is my mind explicit cause I hang with a sinner?Hand and hand with the hatchet but its nuttin familiarNonbelievers keep walking till we finally arriveBlack smoke around the family with the red in our eyesCold chills from the death holding on to the pastWith a pistol to the temple cause your lifes movin fastDevastated by the anger that you need to escapeRight hand on the book, flip the page, choose your fateKiss the dead, on the red moon nightWill they cry? Well I think they just mightTorturing! What`s a frozen tear?This ain`t Hell, but I`d rather be thereSpider web, makes it hard to moveDeath awaits, yet I have nothing to proveTwiztid souls, in my mental gameMurder comes, and goes with no kind of blamePower drains, as the dark becomes lightTrapped motionless, cause the chords are too tightWhat will ever become, of this book that I holdWill the fire burn us, like they told SynplicityRain drops fall from the dark night skyBodies crawl from garbage cans and alleyways alikeYou can find me there in the shadows without a doubtTime for my people and me to come aboutChildren of the River, and the misunderstood, downtrodden, and forgotten butIt`s still all goodWhat you throw away is ours to keep, you know the children need a pillowWhen they go to fuckin sleepYour disease, quite infectiousOnce I know, your the object of my lustAcid rain, come on and stick out your tongueThere`s enough, for each and every single oneRight or left, come follow mePyramids, lobotomy is necessaryCrystal ball, it`s just SynplicityKings and Queens, just show us where we should be (you motherfuckers)Power drains, as the dark becomes lightTrapped motionless, cause the chords are too tightWhat will ever become, of this book that I holdWill the fire burn us, like they told SynplicityI was running with a hatchet down the block, my leg got poppedWhen I copped a dub at the dope spotEverybody out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your dick suckedBy a foe? (fuck no!)What about the fact that I bring the dope guns, stay outta my way and don`tMake me have to use oneCan`t help the feeling, my head overloads pull the trigger and unloadPower drains, as the dark becomes lightTrapped motionless, cause the chords are too tightWhat will ever become, of this book that I holdWill the fire burn us, like they told SynplicitySYNPLICITY![Thanks to bmxdragon69@msn.com for these lyrics]