my back baby It's all a game man don't hate me hate the game AZ the Visualiza return, once again Love life, hate, what the fuck... {*music fades*}
just chillin' with the master villain Hob-nobbin' with batman and robin After a while the teenagers appear. we send 'em out for pizza and beer. When they return the music
Brought to you like Elijah in the message A jury of ancestors was sequested To decide my fate, for conductors of viscious vespers Candlelight death is extras Is usually hollow point
behind on my bare rock-face I'll watch The Last Sunset You will remain Always be there I have passed the point of no return Long time ago If there
, Allah, and Zeus. We're only here for a bit, so make the best of it. Don't look back in sixty years to see your life wasa?¦ garbage! But the point
the fantasy -touched by the light in the darkness of the night there's a power that'll burn within me -you gotta take care be aware we were at the point of no return
The twilight falls on shadowed walls The day dissolves into the point of no return We cross the line with silent signs The night seduces us of the possibilities
The lines have all been blurred To the point of no return The sickos and the bullies praise your name You then wrench their lives with pleasure and fame
[Music: Aydan, Jarpen / Lyrics: Aydan] [DAWN: Fragments of star] It's simply too hard To blow out all these fragments of star The dawn never shines
nourishment so we can breathe With the knowledge that we got something accomplished [Chorus:] And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause Wouldn't expect nothing in return
Never Blame Her [Text: T.Scorn, Music: Nil] Don't love her from a distance 'cause it's so fucking bound to fail Regardless of other victories of vision
to feel this way forever A dead letter marked return to sender The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass It's two hands still point to the same
feel this way forever A dead letter marked return to sender The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass It's two hands still point to the same
s the tray side And we put it down for life and ready to ride Madrox and Monoxide, you ain't heard Got people who were all anticipating our return With
Parker, I cross you like a magic marker Every time I hit I always hit a little harder Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker Catching suntans from my music
shit Now what's this? It's not going down like this Ground that nigga like punishment Dumpin' out full clips when we dumb out Though I'd rather do music
the meaty pies We have never been satisfied Tumbling like the leaves You are a twat and stink of cheese Almost to the point of no return Please god Burn
I don't know when Still it's worth all I fear The heartaches and the tears Love like a lesson learned When we pass the point of no return You can't