Backbone Crash - Dazed Nation | Текст песни

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Dazed Nation

Verse 1:
I don't need a child to lost him,
It's useless to change my fate,
Too expensive sad and boring,
Waste my life to raise the dead!
Body needs my friday dealer,
Body needs some gasoline,
I just need to pull the trigger,
Waste my life for deadly sins!

Chorus:
It's my confession, (I'm Hate!)
To be a junky freak, (I'm Hate!)
In hatred nation. (I'm Hate!)
God damn this fashion, (I'm Hate!)
To be a junky freak, (I'm Hate!)
In dazed nation. (I'm Hate!)

Verse 2:
Fuck your monday with the work,
Fuck your sunday with the church,
I was born to be electric,
Motherfucker with the crunch.
Body need my friday dealer,
Body need some gasoline,
I just need to pull the trigger,
Waste my life for deadly sins!

[Chorus]

Refren:
I forgot, I forgot the reason,
Why I'm seatin at the death door of beein.
Readin letters of my nest,
And I swear there's no more meanin.
I've just stopped at point of entry,
Gonna raise my wings and fly out of here,
And one more question on my lips: why?
Who... Lost in sands of time,
To find the truth, on a needle of a dazed youth!

Solo (W. Rock)

[Chorus]

Outro:
So fuckin ugly face,
So fuckin ugly race,
It's just a dealy place your home, your street, your Dazed Nation!
Fuck off! Motherfucker!!!

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