Archivo de noviembre, 2010
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Posted in Sin categoría on 19 noviembre, 2010 by terroraizzertales from the hard side II
Posted in Sin categoría on 11 noviembre, 2010 by terroraizzerYou’ll never break me down
Unjustified, persecution of my free mind
I’m horrified, the cruel nature of you and your kind
Crucified for just tryin’ to be myself
Suicide, I’d rather die than live in your hell
I will not break, I will not bend
I will not go quietly, I will never bow down to them
I close my eyes, I can see more clearly
You criticize the things I hold dearly
You victimize because you fear me
It’s your demise, you should have let me be
I will not break, I will not bend
I will not go quietly, I will never bow down to them
Break me, you won’t break me
Break me, you won’t break me down
The harder I swim against the tide the more it pulls me down
Feel the pressure on my life, as I struggle and fight not to drown
Why do you, why do you try to break me? You’ll never break me down
I’ll never let you break me, you’ll never break me down
The more I try to live my life, the harder you are on me
There is no wrong, there is no right, what will it take for you to see?
Why do you, why do you try to break me? You’ll never break me down
I’ll never let you break me, you’ll never break me down
Break me, you won’t break me, break me down
tales from the hard side I
Posted in Sin categoría on 2 noviembre, 2010 by terroraizzer
Look into the eyes of a madman
You can see it in his face, he’s a weak and sad man
Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone
With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome
No way out, it’s too late ‘cause you’re already in
So what’cha gonna do you’ll be dead in a minute
Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast
A young life terminated with one short blast
You live like that, you die like this
That ‘s how it is
Livin’ with regret is no way to live
That’s how it is
You’re dead too soon if the bullet don’t miss
That’s how it is kid
How it is
That’s what you get for
Living like this
With a bullet in your head – you’re dead, you can’t miss
Ain’t no time for regret when you’re body is in a bag
Ain’t no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag
Should’ve known better, ain’t working for you now
Maybe if you’d know better you’d be here somehow
So change your ways before you ways change you
With a hole in your head that you can see through
You’re looking up and you’re looking down
Shot’s are rippin’ out from all around
You’re crying out for help but it can’t be found
The voice of regret is the only sound
You play the game and you pay the price
For hustlin’ in the gutter with the motherfuckin’ street lice
You’re runnin’ and gunnin’ and whatever else goes
And you’re goin’ with your crew whichever way the wind blows
cause you got their back and they got yours
And you live for yourself and you make your own laws
But sooner or later what goes around comes around
You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground
How it is – Biohazard