Words Of Concrete - 11 Intrigues | Текст песни

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• Words Of Concrete
• 11 Intrigues

What the fuck do you want from me?
I'll break your fucking fate, into pieces,
we'll stamp you to the ground,
cry motherfucka, cry!

Your rotten network of intrigues,
oh yes the time will freeze my fuckin' heart,
oh yes the fuckin' sound of broken lives make me happy,
this is what we waiting for,
life is a beatdown, you would better understand,
stop your fuckin' cryin'.
This is your last fuckin' breath!

Nothing bitches, makes you happy,
nothing in your fuckin' whole life,
cuz' you'll never be able,
my foot takes you through the fuckin' glass.
But these thoughts, remain thoughts, or not?
I spit on you, your whole fuckin' sensless life
and you'll never be able, to do something, against fuckin' me!

Life is a beatdown, you would better understand,
oh yes the time will freeze my fuckin' heart,
oh yes the fuckin' sound of broken lives,
make me so fuckin' happy, so fuckin' happy!

Nothing bitches, makes you happy,
nothing in your fuckin' whole life,
look into the fuckin' mirror,
my foot takes you through the fuckin' glass,
fucked this up, fucked this up, you bastard!
I spit on you, motherfuckaaaaz!

Destroy this fuckin' places, bring this motherfucka back!
Nothing bitches, makes you happy,
nothing in your fuckin' whole life,
look into the fuckin' mirror,
my foot takes you through the fuckin' glass.
And go on, and go on you fuckin' bitch!