Слова:
Conflict A Message To Who

A few words spoken quietly mean so much when said just right Those words can also break a heart when two begin to fight A love so strong is now nothing

the children who ran away, that ain't comin' home today Well here's a message from coast to coast 'Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug

been running trying to function fine with out my mind climbing out this fucking corner I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals A forgotten rebel

I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe

slap you fool Spit what I'll leave your lips numb the friction is so sick son Your children disappear from a trition Rhythmic high intensity conflict is a

for you, Send the messages back, Send the messages back, Send the messages back, Send the messages back, (Dead and I'm waiting for you), (X4 and then continued in background) Save your questions for someone who

pain, live my sorrow Do you know me, I am destruction Conflicts brings, eternal devastation Kill the war pigs, who deceive the nations Here this message

He was a young lad Off of happiness and smiles, he was sprung bad Wanted all the trendy classy number one fads In a very short time, learned the rules of combat Learned who was a

been running trying to function fine with out my mind climbing out this fucking corner I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals A forgotten rebel