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[Chorus - Dice
Days are living fast, moves in
You got a you wanna sing for me
a song, singing man
Sing a song, man
another song, singing man
Sing song, singing man
a song for me
Sing a for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One life to live, and I'm willing to it
Terror that the has never known existed
Left so many clues, now how they miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and it
Long as it means the world is on my list
time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate barely what my name is
no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to spill my blood to be
Willing to my blood to make changes
Look for a note to explain this
Heinous, inking the ache from my
insane, you're speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
Three for the blessing, for the loss
Kid a weapon, walk like a corpse
In the face of transgression, military issue
or machete or a pitchfork
He cause he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Charles
And seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
13-year-old killer, he 35
He changed his to Little No-Man-Survive
When he that leaf, shorty believe he can fly
He loot and and shoot between the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was
Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the
And he wouldn't to raise his barrel to target you
His heart can't give you the years of tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what you're witnessing is dedication
Charged by the and the cause of the nation
Countdown, away from detonation
A lifetime of grunt work, this is the
My manner, seems patient, rage lies
So deep, I can taste it, let's lives
Past the first sensation, to I fly
are lighting up the midday sky
The last days of mine spent in secrecy
Wolves like sheep occur more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the both fled
who live fearing death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, will fall
Martyr or mass murderer? That's call
Mass transit or a mall? Who can watch all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...