domingo, 13 de marzo de 2011

Why the fuck did you take him away from us you mother fucker?

The phoenix he helped create,
Out of control boy without a dad.
Shot the gun that startled my life
While I drove him with a forty-five.
Friends for years, images in red
Blew off his own mother-fucking head.
Confidence, death, insecurity.
The men fall unrealized, unrealized...
Making a decision of death
While everyone around you pled.
Now you fly in peace,
I hope, my friend...
A man can't avoid what he's meant to do when he's meant to do it, even if he doesn't really want to.
My memories are of fun and friendship,
of weakness within the strength of youth
For reasons undefined, reasons undefined...

Don't you realize that evil lives in the mother-fucking skin?
Don't you realize that evil lives in the skin
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[Soil - System of a Down]

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