Sneaker Pimps - Ten to twenty
Tekst :
Different ways of counting fingers running through your hair
ten to twenty lifelines if you doubt how this compares
there s fear enough to share a fear of loathing
so easy how you bare the trace of me without you there
so fall like the snow too much too slow
so fragile to say hanging over everyday
a breeze with contempt to shame the others
a story s so thin to cater all your lovers
count me out your standards shadow trade in competence
ten to twenty answers shouting down on confidence
too easy not to share too vain for secret
there s fear enough in there a taste of need in someones cure
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(Fear Factory Cover)
There is no love
I am a duplication
Innocently
I was conceived
So violently
There was no love
There was no love for me
There was only hatred
I am rape
I am hate
I am rape
I am hate
Every day i feel anonymous hate
Forever in the shadow of disgrace
I am rape
I am hate
I am rape
I am hate
I am...
For you
There ll be no crying
For you
The Sun will be shining
Refrain:
Cause I feel that when I m with you
It s alright
I know it s right
And the Songbirds keep singing up there
Know...
Are you gonna live your life wonderin standin in the back lookin around
are you gonna waste your time thinking how you have grown up or how you ve missed out
things are never gonna be the way you want and wheres it gonna get you acting serious
Things are never gonna be...
Check the vertical damages
We ll wrap you up in bandages, for real
My heart is made of flesh
My tongue of steel
Irradicating the nervous system
Spinal cord retraction
Head lock
We flowin rugged and nappy like jamaican dreadlocks
Eclectic episodes
These cat s is maulin on blocks
And i ll have you spinnin like a...
Dreaming under willows
Our cheeks caress the stars
The faded night s brow inclines
Sleep and death, the dark eagles
Roaring for nights on end around our heads.
The countenance of our white tombs
Stares at us
The countenance of our...