contemplated Never did we know what the future would hold Or that we'd be bought and sold, no We were innocent, innocent When we were innocent, oh
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sin is contemplated Never did we know What the future would hold Oh that we'd be bought and sold No, We were innocent Innocent We were innocent Ohh..
my demise Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise Basics in the basement, waste it Asking my dog for advice so when he can't say shit My hatred is, fueled
And I saw the ladies dancing And I guess that they saw me And neither did I vanquish Or surrender to desire But what I saw revealed to me Was more fuel
Breathe in the scent Of fruitless bloodlust Sadist The innocence bled from loveless malice Infidelity has brought us full circle I could dress myself
stricken lands decay. Mankind's supremist mentality has set this world ablaze. Nature's plan forever altered, animals lost to extinction. This society based on greed fuels
untouched by the cowards who instead kill unconnected innocents. To the level of the antagonists. An inane futility that only compound the wrong. Hatred that erases sense fuels
At least I'm trying, man Look, don't ever let the fact that you can't be perfect Stop you from doing your best 'Murs for President' Unless we try the innocent
At night I cover my ears in tears The man downstairs must have drank too many beers But one day you'll pay Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger
as Happy Folk, lived Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world Obscured as it was by great clouds Here they played out their peaceful lives Innocent
[music - Ross Sewage] [lyrics - Ross Sewage] A plague on mankind, a pox on the planet We are the surgeons of sickness and shit Innocent bystanders are
It starts with pain followed by hate Fueled by the endless questions No one can answer, a stain covers your heart And tears you apart just like a sleeping
want to be, I don't want to be I don't want to be, I don't want to be innocent, you know I don't want to be, I don't want to be I don't want to be, I
to search hard for your clues I want to repair your desire Call it a gift, wanting to live See the vision through your eyes Your innocence no longer fuels
save me Walking to my grave letting evilness enslave me Evil looks so lovely covered in her lace of lies And the silky smooth seduction just manipulates my mind Her fabrical fabrication is fueling
Doing some rehearsal Excercising in the cold Lowering the standart For the six-string never rolled Whistling at the girls And saving for the fuel Making
