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Artist: Haunted
Album: Revolver
Title: Nothing Right
[Lyrics:P.Dolving.Music:Jensen.]
Hey hey,what do you say?
Do you want to be a part of the freakshow?
Look at 'em go.Evade,dodge.Collide and connect.
A split lip,a low kick.A moment of truth.
Deep down we all know what it means.
It's an animal urge to defy what you see.
But it's real.Right now I can almost relate.
A split second I can almost belive.
[Chorus:]
Right?Nothing.Right?Lets die just a little tonight.
Right?Step out line.Nothing's right!
Bruised knuckles and a gallon of gasoline.
Homocide rape and abuse.
Forcefed on a diet of hatred.
Shove it in.Shove it in.Shove it in.PUKE!
My life it will only begin when I fainally see you go.
I will celebrate death - a divine pure greace -
To liberate me,and erase you.
[Chorus:]
Right?Nothing.Right?Lets die just a little tonight.
Right?Step out line.Nothing's right!
Hate me I will be fine.
Encourage me - and die.
[Chorus:]
Right?Nothing.Right?Lets die just a little tonight.
(Nothing you say mathers)
Right?Step out line.Nothing's right!(Erase)
Nothing's right. |
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