After all is said and done we have to carry on After the end And with all that we've been through there's nothing left to do After the end After all
After all is said and done We have to carry on After the end And with all that we've been through There's nothing left to do After the end After all
译文: 愤怒. 结束后.
alive After all is said and done We have to carry on After the end And with all that we've been through There's nothing left to do After the end After
fit in, punk It's what life is all about Did that get him, did that get it? (Yeah, you got him) Wait, it's the end? (Bitch-ass nigga) You like that
knee-deep in the system's shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it'll never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in
No freedom for the man With the button in his hand He will end up Standing alone And on the day after All hell breaks loose The battle will be fought
from here, [where do we go from here] After the storm has cleared, [after that storm has cleared] Where do we go from here, [like nights over tibet] After
governments children And the streets smell of death maybe then we will see our situation in a new light And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end
governments' children And the streets smell of death Maybe then we will see our situation in a new light And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end
balls, allthough it engulfs the tip of my dick. We real sick bitch. Run and tell a friend twiztid in at the beginning becomes the beginning of the end
you right At your height of drugs Bleed for me baby angel hart rage fuckin' you makes Me feel a murderous sensation blood mixed with Ejaculation cum bustin' bump heads till concussions After
Let me tell you a story It's called Tough Love Once upon a time there was a girl called Sinita Dreaded going home after school 'Cos her dad would mistreat
water denied responsibility When they're leaving you nothing than a big load of death And you know that a cancer's your end What the industry's after
pain All this time the spiral's turning till we fall Why, oh why we never tried to take control Is it that we're egoistic 'till the end It's "after me
and you saint you worded no complaint as at the end you faint to rise to heavens ight you're right all the torture and pain after fighting war for val
, my voyage was for nothing My hate radiated viciously But it is never alone... I feel someone else's near After a fit of hopeless rage I track the scent
