Do you see clearly The image on the wall? Is true that man Must surely fall If we build foundations Reflections in our eyes Unless, we look deep within
Yeah How many people like To see you dying For no other reasons Than this? This can't be fought In a fair way And if you agree Raise your fist Illegal
I won't pull the trigger, just to see you die No remedy to make me come alive I'm ticking like a time bomb, no fuse, just guts and gore Initiate the burning
(Creep) (Lyrics/Music: Vasco Rossi/Thom Yorke, Edward O'Brien, Colin Greenwood, Jonathan Greenwood) (Philip Selway) (Ed. Warner Chappell Music Italiana
..Se non lo faccio cazzo muoio.. Non voglio morire cazzo! Rappo finche muoio! Rit: Ad ogni costo, ad ogni costo quando salgo sulla scena mi chiamano
To see is to bleed a true divine but to mislead is to feed a mind and if the bread they sell is baked it's what those who are starved will always take
Resurrect a reason for the fear you make and why levies break i'm still waiting for revenge for the lives you take you fucking snake apocalyptic and
The message it takes and it gives it breathes but can't move without you so take this song, a way to pass on we speak so stand up and shout it out take
What it is or will be can you control the fate of your destiny? the bridge of hope is set on fire our chance to beat the greedy caught in a blaze well
Say goodbye 'cause i'm leaving forever i'm done walking over your coals well, i'm tired of playing games don't judge me you think we changed 'cause we
Well I've walked for miles just hoping that these chains that bind would decay But then I realized these chains were walking me It's not a question of
Riders out on the plain We're eating lightning we've touched the train riders out on your town we shot the sheriff who brought us down well tell me now
If we cannot see then we can't show We all have ways of finding out the things we don't know The path or truth some find they hear it in a sound Well
The things that we go through Are what it is that makes you. The hardships that we live Are the lessons that life gives. Well, he comes home from school
They see the automation and they will not default. We accept these devious schemes because there are no morals in this economy. No heart. Polish up the
Death to distraction. Reverse the resurrection. Today we say what is not said or read, and I'll bring to life what is now dead. No, this is not a message
Let me set the formula for a utopia, shattered dreams and bourgeoisie schemes leave classes to up-rise. Take a theory raise awareness, class-consciousness
Consider that... Everything is biased in our eyes. Our creations and logic are a veiled disguise. I want you to see everything I have seen, but perspective
