[Tim] Air Force Bomber, come with the quickness Chemical Warfare, a bucket of Sickness Annihilation, written thesis Bomb and Leashes, Shrapnel pieces Political Dynasty, vigorous lies Multi-dead, on the rise Realize - the Demise It's all over, No surprise
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[Rob] Chilling with pipe bombs, fatherless sons Ain't no saving private Ryan but I've taken his guns cause there's a war outside and it's far from being done I only speak for myself I know I'm not the only one fuckers got us with the planes set us back on 911 families endure the pain got a twisted view of heaven Need a rabbi or a Reverand I just follow the ghost I keep an extra 4 pounds right up under my coat
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[Tim] Cruise missiles are soaring Helicopters are whirling crusty cops are firing Bomb shelters are siren Soldiers are crawling Politicians stalling Insurgens prawling Casualties are rising
[Rob] Life is a nightmare, I'm dreaming of death Nothing else is promised, no, I won't hold my breath Still talking to death, still choking the rest Don't know when no one can be trusted only once for the left Stepping out I'm in the dark. You wanna keep me in the cold Ripping out ain't that your heart I'm-a causing to explode Cause you're screwin' money, law, mother fucker '95 You don't know me keep on moving, I'm just trying to stay alive
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Compositores: Joseph Timothy Armstrong (Tim Armstrong) (BMI), Rob Aston (ASCAP), Travis L Barker (ASCAP)Editores: Beat Poet Music (ASCAP), EMI April Music Inc (ASCAP), How About A Bunch Of Trouble Music (ASCAP), Skinhead Rob Music (ASCAP), Tall Cans In The Air Music (ASCAP), Backlash Enterprises (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #4081088 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM