Nine Eleven piosenki

We may only have time to Count the square yards offered to us And those we'll never thread upon Dream of spaces our brain[x2] Can no longer imagine Talk about happiness in the past tense With colors That we no longer can see Count the one not left anymore to...

Fuck your 9/5 way of life Fuck your school emulation and your mainstream business Fuck ya and fuck this youth knelt down faced with leaders of punk rock scene In which only attitude counts And fuck the song of defeat you force yourself to respect Yeah!...

Live from the arena, thirty people listening It’s the open season to go hunting crown of thorn and pine needles Shining under local headquarters neons, headquarters neon! The emblems of a city of belts boarding the battlefields of ambitions come to grip witch...

It’s a dead end The whole earth has been covered by the asphalt And the sun sets no longer[x2] Every fucking breathing thing has to die Sen’s freedom fades through short-living years From the sky the vultures spy on the world with forgotten colors Forgotten c...

Where everything turned black to dust And only deserts remain... Take to remake! Mirages flower to the beat of hearts Stirred by the thousand paged modern tragedy That is hope to which we are leashed like a dog Leashed like a dog! The epilogue and prologue...

"One Hundred asses to fuck and even more fuck heads to punch" Is the only way I feel about this fucking story! "One Hundred asses to fuck and even more fuck heads to punch" Is the only way I feel about this fucking story! "One Hundred asses to fuck and eve...