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[Chorus - Dice
Days are fast, moves in misery
You got a song you wanna for me
a song, singing man
Sing a song, man
Sing 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 to risk it
Terror the world has never known existed
Left so many clues, now how they miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, a word and pick it
Long as it means the world is on my shit
Walking time bomb, my mind is on
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate barely what my name is
Have no clue that I'm armed and
Willing to spill my blood to be
to spill my blood to make changes
Look for a suicide to explain this
Heinous, the ache from my anguish
insane, you're speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
for the blessing, four for the loss
Kid holding a weapon, walk like a
In the face of transgression, military Kalash-
-Nikova or or a pitchfork
He killing he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Charles
And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms
killer, he look 35
He changed his to Little No-Man-Survive
When he smoke that leaf, shorty he can fly
He loot and and shoot between the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the was demonized
he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies
And he have to raise his barrel to target you
His can't give you the years of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what you're witnessing is true
Charged by the call and the of the nation
Countdown, minutes away from
A lifetime of work, this is the culmination
My manner, seems patient, inner lies
So deep, I can taste it, let's sacrifice
Past the sensation, to paradise I fly
Delusions are up the midday sky
The last days of mine spent in secrecy
Wolves dressed like occur more frequently
Too faith to be scared, the petrified both fled
Those who live fearing death, as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, will soon
Martyr or murderer? That's your call
Mass transit or a Who can watch them all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...