A/T/O/S - Deep End | Текст песни

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We've been thru more then death
Ashamed of what’s been said
Our eyes, they turned out red
This history we regret
Am I waiting for salvation?
Are we hoping for that day?
Maybe its the place where you come from
That marks your face, trough out the day
Cold guns your guns
Your guns against their heads
Put your finger on the trigger
And then that nigger’s death
I carry hate, I carry sadness
I took out the pain, that caused me to explain
the words of those in vain
You've seen bloodstains on the sheets in the evening
When they speak thru their teeth
Dont even know how or who to believe
Noo
Darker then the dark, I see
Go further then the deep ends be
There's a white hole inside of me
can’t you see, can't you see
Cold guns your guns
Your guns against their heads
Put your finger on the trigger
And then that nigger’s death

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