Тексты песен «Factory 81»

Right Right, i've been so good so you are. Hide my enemy. I, have suffered. In, they're right. No one helps me. Knee at yourself and watch you rock it with your pop again. Back at yourself, rich want bad. Knee...

You are precious Make me special I am ugly, lost in you beauty All around me no one can love me I am sorry I am so durty I break, falling further each day make these bad dreams go away you touch me, feal you...

Kick it I seen, Make me the, Bad thing (or laughing), What you think of me. Crack it, Empty, Dragging, Can't you fucking see? Crack it, Empty, Dragging, Once you fuck with me. Thoughts still,...

I can see, I'm, not free. I, believe, in no one, but me. All eyes, on me. Pointing, at me. Falling, you see. Your words, deceive. Chorus: And I say what I want to say, Doesn't matter what you think, Cause is...

Written by Nate Wallace Suddenly I stood in the hallway while the wind unleashed it's anger upon my back. the cold 20 shadows lay long on the slightly lit scene. As dusk turned to night the eyes peered at me through...

Written by Nate Wallace Watch you watching me & I catch you watching me & you empty inside me, just to watch me bleed. I see your footsteps bend in my mind as shadows stomp their way down my spine. I try to run away, I...

Who you tryin' to get crazy with Ese? Don't you know I'm loco? To the one on the flam Boy, your temper just toss that ham In the fryin' pan like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn, I feel like the son of Sam...

I follow the sun down Until it hits me And I'll bring it back now For all you to see... Now! We've been crucified Just to cover a lie That would burn down my life Now! You will sit there and try To pretend it's...

Check it, check it out Factory 81 cutting their first full length Here's a little message about the fucking pigs: Hey you find yourself, you're walking down the street Every corner you turn you're just another...

He ran fast with every ounce of he had as the girl made her way into the street. All at once images flashed through his mind. The day that he crumbled his clothes tattered & strained. The day he saw the apocalypse,...

Written by Nate Wallace He ran fast with every ounce of he had as the girl made her way into the street. All at once images flashed through his mind. The day that he crumbled his clothes tattered & strained. The day he...

Written by Nate Wallace The human race is still immature. Taking beauty & making unpure. It's not just the fault of the perverts & freaks you also must blame the pastors & priest. All of their sermons & people...