Тексты песен «Frankenbok»

Blind, your blind, you can't see your flaws and mistakes A waste this time has been spent Lies, all lies! I'll spoil this reflection cause I will not destroy all that's left I'm falling back to where I lay now I will...

Get your backpack and passport and you get out of here We don't wanna see your face no more You gotta broaden your horizons, expand your wings and soar Open up your tiny mind and explore Keep your enemies close cause...

Get your backpack and passport and you get out of here We don't wanna see your face no more You gotta broaden your horizons, expand your wings and soar Open up your tiny mind and explore Keep your enemies close cause...

I've got such a rage, burning up inside More than I can take now Here it comes, eclipse the sun, you cannot stop the blackest rush I've got such a rage burning deep inside More than I can take, this is my hate Heart is...

To them I feel like steel, pulp, salt and peel Nothing is real and nothing is not a thing Reminder pinch and sink one more inch and synchronise with it's terms. Decline, it's in here you will find Splintered times and...

Cling renown to cling and bound to cling Allowed to cling Clinging on for this and clinging on for that... And cling unto Cling to this I'll let you cling for that you'll want no more nor need a thing my friend Submit...

Cocaine, cocaine I think it's my choice of drug Cocaine showed me a life that's less cynical Soap and open with the knives of the critical And wash away today the effects sorry and typical Cocaine, cocaine I think it's...

Sculpted my man and perfected to last But your fingers nurtured the eggs heavy handed Synthetic cocoon, auto claustrophobia Bones break, skin tears, I transform! Brutal and frozen, reptilian dying to evolve. Angry ants...

Swept aside as your lesser, halves your feelings presence plays no part accept your fodder and your friend. it tears you up inside you to counterpart like decor. I'm there beside you to catch your dimpled ass if it...

Got to take the cause of the flaw and attempt to remedy it. It's best you take this fall on your own. I can not pretend to be lord to man or anti- judicial... Just hang your fate and abort... Once in a little while...

I see the clear not distorted and you're as fake as fuck as fuck there is a smear in your case and it's as fake as fuck I could not ever assort you from the fake and funk there's that smirk in applause that makes it...

Fucking cunts, fucking fucks Fucking drums, fucking bass Fucking Scott, fucking him The lead guitar Fucking Mick, fucking Scott Fucking Tim, fucking him FUCK YOU CUNTS (aaaahhhhh fuckit you fucking...

Soul lost soul, your god has long forgotten you Lost soul, you're gone but not forgotten And the stigma I speak, unspeakable The souls I reach so unreachable Thinking it's enough to be solid as one Until they bring you...

I visit I come in the form of friend. I'm sure tomorrow will blacken. In the past that I used to swim procrastinate on all you can... This is the hard part bar the confusion. I genocide the parasites. This is the hurt...

It's eaten who I am. It pauses plans. It took my Hands beaten. Tool I am. The fools and ham, but that's OK... Well I've fought to succeed against the cold shoulders of misfortune and it's elusive schemes... When I'd...

Like it happy to remain who I am... Suck my dick you fuckin' bitch you'll eat my fuck you rancid ho Wake up won't you, enough of this Who grants you now to laugh at this? Like it happy to be, explain who I am... Like...

Fuck! Then fall it's you why bend and mend for fruits that won't come undone? Scathed and unsung! Because you can abort the bliss cemented with its hands I've said it once or twice but the follow through Ain't as...

In truth I clone for a compensation for it's a means to adhere to foes... But it's feeling great to date and I clone you but Mines not mine to mime! Bungle Jazz funk combinations always see applause, but the...

I don't want your problems, I'm so sick of this Cause all I see is dirty green hands You can't believe what you think you see The understanding is that we are the victims! You say what you want then leave the pieces Hey...

The Friendship that love destroyed was not the intention or ploy. the aftermath the pulp you are, beneath proud enigma you scar, you can't afford another error, twice now already agendered, you can't be lord this fake...