Paint It Black piosenki

Caught in the act, you fucking thief. Give it back; it's not yours to keep. I guess you're trying to prove that candy-coated bullshit still goes down smooth, So we won't choke or gag, just wave the white flag. You're intimidated so you stick with the sickness...

While you were watching your back, they kicked in your front door. Do you think that you can launch a counterattack, lying face down on the floor? How do you expect to heed the call, blindfolded, back against the wall? Digging graves for the promised lan...

Iw as running out of breath, I was running out of time. Every clock tick reminds (me) that I'm falling behind. We are one skin; you can't convince me to believe in sin. Language has us wired to explode, we know how to hold on and how to let go. When it feels l...

Wipe that smile off your face. This is not happy hour. I'm not in the mood to celebrate, no. You're mixing cocktails while we're mixing concrete. Fortifying bunkers and preparing for the retreat. You'll keep playing word games to disguise the cost. Just keep u...

Underneath our feet; broken glass and concrete. These kids don't walk alone; they own these city streets. Of course they know that freedom sometimes stings. Halogen halos, two wheels for wings. Cranes loom like gallows overhead, and the setting sun paints...

You better lock your doors, find a place to hide. build the walls thick and dig the trenches wide. The perimeter's secure; it's the "great divide". You can make believe that you'll never have to go outside. Burn the hive. No one here gets out alive. We'd have...

This is not an argument. It's a one-sided diatribe, and I'm on the wrong side. It's not a traffic stop. But I'm sure you'd make a pretty good cop. This is not a photograph. We never advertise, just cut them down to size. These are your rules of engagemen...

Hands on our hearts but no patriot hymn. We pray for better days but don’t believe in sin. We are the pride and the disgrace. We sing of world’s end with a smile on our face. Fraudulent allegiances, cheap facades, our father’s flags, our mother’s gods. We...

Ignore history. A charm school success story. Top of the class in Slash & Burn Diplomacy. Setting phasers to stun is no fun. So says the syllabus for Blitzkrieg 101. So Johnny get your gun. You singed your wings, flew too close to the sun. Too bad you nev...

Last call for the bloodsuckers, heaters, and parasites. You're been relieved of duty, so let's call it a night. You'd better sleep tight, and get your head right. No more backdoor deals, it's not a fair fight. You're beating plowshares into swords and taking y...

I kiss the ground and you embrace the sky. I dig myself into a fucking hole while you unfold and learn to fly. That's the way it went. I watched you descent. You got your wings clipped, and your halo bent. Scratching our initials into wet cement is as close as...

Regression is my obsession. I keep screaming, never learned my lesson. Demolition is out best invention, and our favorite mode of transgression. (End Transmission) Kick, snare, amp blare, We're black & blue but we don't care. Iron lung, broken rung; awai...

We rattle chains, and we question how we are trained. We speak words profane. We'll be banging pots and pans until you understand: We're following a different plan. Tried to live the good life, I just wasn't good enough. Tried to live the simple life, I wasn't...

Liar, liar, with devils conspire. You're tapping wires and setting fires. Too tired to do what our conscience requires. that's what you get when you preach to the choir. When the smoke gets thick, you're quick to rick your constituents. It's like, "touch me, I...

We're more than just the sum of our parts. Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts. And who the fuck are they to tell us where we can and can't find divinity? We looked around and found their god nowhere in the vicinity. Because I see too much hunger and...

Instead of "welcome home," you looked at me and asked, "How is this gonna end?" When the wind beats against our hollow bones, we're only forced to run for shelter again. We're staring at different stars in the same night sky, and it's different songs that...

I know that some days it feels like a 9 to 5 deathmarch. And that's half the waking day taken away. I'm pretty sure that we imagined something more. Don't let that fire in your eyes flicker and fade. They're experts at extinguishing hope, so you better hold it...

I bet you never though you'd see me scratching at air like an amputee. So what's left? I've got a head like a trainwreck. Who's keeping count of the casualties? Fatigue thrusts its jackhammer fists into my eyes, but I'm afraid to lie down. Afraid to slow do...

Enter the plague-bearers throwing stones. The not-in-god's-name swearers picking through the bones. A refuge for cowards and hypocrites. Their traps are baited and their fuses lit. Preachers proselytize, and cancers metastasize. And you've been properly anesth...

If I had a hammer, it would probably by covered in rust. I've got a broom and a dustpan, but they're covered in dust. I tried to fill the cracks. But they're everywhere in this town. This place is haunted and I'm gonna have to burn it down. We've got to s...