Тексты песен «Hasker Da»

The most intense of burning hells Blasting expectations into smithereens Never feeling normal, can't accept the truth Resign myself to hating it, I hate it all Can't say that I don't like it Because the words won't...

Well the actual condition of my mind Is elusive as the answers that I find I keep going through transition From doubt to indecision It's the actual condition of my mind Well the actual condition of my soul Sometimes...

Don't speak unless spoken to And then you don't say much You think you're so self-righteous But your mind is out of touch You're afraid you're afraid of being wrong Always be the passive one and go along You're afraid...

Got these little pills To curb your appetite Take a couple of these You'll be up all night I can scream, I can jump, I can shout I can tear the whole place down When I take a couple of these I don't want you around All...

When I was younger, worrying about it Trying to make these decisions for myself And I go on to ask myself what's right and wrong about it And I don't really know what makes it, ask yourself Now I see you, you want to...

Now you look like you just got back from somewhere Somewhere yeah you know that it's true Together we went nearly to nowhere Nowhere really worth going to Standing at the city center In the middle of the winter I was...

I can walk the bed of nails I'm not the only one But some, they cannot walk the jagged line Callous, concentrating For nails are sharp as lies I run the jagged line From years and years of practice I know just how to...

It's a one-horse town One big desert Asphalt desert Asphalt jungle Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold Change for the worse Change nonetheless Hey hey hey Got no place to stay I hear machines...

Big sky, what a place Big town, big deal Big sky, blacks and whites Shove that tape deck up your ass Big sky, big town Big wheel, big...

Got something to say Like something to me Well just go ahead and spit it out It's all the same, you see What's that, it doesn't make sense Are you talking in tongues Or is your brain out of gear I can hear it rattle in...

Walking down a sunny street to the library Checking out the latest books on outer space Going to the fruit stand to buy a dozen oranges Then she and the books and the oranges go back to her place She tells the same old...

Brick on your head From the top of the ceiling Urban sniper, urban killer Won't be finished Until you're dead Urban sniper, urban killer Brick out the window, top of the head Brick on the head 'cause you're a fuckhead...

I look at your house I wonder what goes on inside When you have to cry yourself to sleep at night Your parents fight You don't know who's wrong or right Have to cry yourself to sleep at night A broken home, a broken...

Love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower Somewhere in april time, they add another hour I guess I'd better think up a way to spend my time Just when I'm ready to sit inside, it's summer time Should I go...

She gave her little child a name A ward of welfare she became And then one day she met a man Digging through the trash for cans Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope It was his aluminum That attracted her to him And...

She gave her little child a name A ward of welfare she became And then one day she met a man Digging through the trash for cans Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope It was his aluminum That attracted her to him And...

I picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all I hear the porter call Said "the sky's the limit on this chartered trip away," I guess I'd better stay Out there on the desert, I see trees on every wall...

Could you be the one they talk about? Hiding inside, behind another door? Is it only happiness you want? Does wanting a feeling matter any more? It doesnt't't mean that much to me Sometimes I don't mean that much to...

Avalanche looms overhead Airplane flies overhead Important man sits by the window Sucked out of the first class window Images run by, thousand miles an hour But the time seems far away Folding clothes in a folding...

A nine digit number For every living soul That is all they talk about At data control They know everything about you Keeping secrets is too hard Your life is all recorded for you In holes punched in computer cards Data...