Слова:
All That Remains Dead Wrong

dead wrong Now dot the map, bring the gifts you offer As a payment for your audience Stand up worship bow down to your knees Intrenched within a culture that

still dead wrong Now dot the map, bring the gifts you offer As a payment for your audience Stand up worship bow down to your knees Intrenched within a culture that

still dead wrong Now dot the map, bring the gifts you offer As a payment for your audience Stand up worship bow down to your knees Intrenched within a culture that

'm dead 'Cause I'm killin' all your bitches, turnin' them blue suits red And then I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that bitch up Because I know that

I ain't the one to speak up on another's All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took

Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent Niggas strapped with 45?s and ain?t smilin' And I?m drivin' to a place they?re all warrin

Through this crazy life But I'll sleep when I'm dead Until they pay me right My eyes are open wide But I'll sleep when I'm dead If you're drowsy, remain

Somethin' that's unbelievable, inconceivable That half the shit I set out to do was achievable But alas, look at all the shit come to pass While we remained

the day with nothin' to say While I'm way ahead by light years so beware and keep the lights on I wanna write the songs that right the wrong, right on