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[Chorus - Dice
Days are living fast, in misery
You got a song you wanna for me
a song, singing man
Sing a song, man
Sing another song, man
another song, singing man
Sing a for me
a song for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One life to live, and I'm willing to it
Terror that the world has never known
Left so many clues, now how could miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, find a and pick it
as it means the world is on my shit list
Walking bomb, my mind is on tick-tick
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate barely know what my is
no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to spill my blood to be
Willing to spill my blood to changes
Look for a note to explain this
Heinous, inking the ache my anguish
insane, you're speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
for the blessing, four for the loss
Kid a weapon, walk like a corpse
In the face of transgression, military issue
-Nikova or or a pitchfork
He killing cause he feel he got nothing to for
In a war heads from men like Charles Taylor
And never seen the foreign arms dealer
killer, he look 35
He changed his name to No-Man-Survive
When he smoke that leaf, believe he can fly
He loot and terrorize and shoot the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was
he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies
And he wouldn't have to his barrel to target you
His heart can't you the years of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what you're witnessing is true
by the call and the cause of the nation
Countdown, minutes away from
A lifetime of work, this is the culmination
My manner, patient, inner rage lies
So deep, I can it, let's sacrifice lives
Past the sensation, to paradise I fly
Delusions are up the midday sky
The last days of mine spent in extreme
Wolves dressed like sheep more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the both fled
Those who live death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, soon fall
or mass murderer? That's your call
Mass transit or a mall? Who can watch all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...