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sexta-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2022

L7 - Can I Run


Are these sensible shoes on my feet
I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet
I'm scared every fuckin' day
I wear my headphones so I can't hear what you say

Can I run

Switch to paranoid from having fun
Will he use his hands, knife, or a gun
Knuckles are white, wrapped around my mace
Comes from living in a terrorist state

Can I run

When he's following me
He's not my brother, he's my enemy
Is he behind the door or in back of the tree
Is he under the bed, is he in the back street

Can I run

sábado, 18 de novembro de 2017

L7 - Fuel My Fire



I've got a word of thanks
Thanks that I'd like to say
For the rage that I feel
For the rage that I feel today
Gotta stack gotta stack
Stack of chips on my shoulder
In everything I do
Cause I made I made I made
The mistake, the mistake of trusting you

People like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel, yeah

My layers are thick
And I got a bad attitude
Yeah that knife in my back
Has fingerprints that belong to you
Gotta grudge gotta grudge gotta grudge
That I'm holding for you
As long as I live
'Cause you lied you lied you lied
And that's something that I can't forgive
You liar

People like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel, yeah

segunda-feira, 7 de outubro de 2013

L7 - The Bomb



Plastic people with their plastic lives
Plastic lips tell plastic lies
Plastic drivers in plastic cars
Plastic food from plastic jars

Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick, tick, tick
Detonate, she's the bomb

Plastic models in plastic magazines
Plastic kings and plastic queens
All are seen on plastic TVs
Prayed to by people on bended plastic knees

What you think, well that's good too
But not as much as what do you do
This fuse burns slow waiting to blow
The world is a heavy load, watch it explode

Lawmakers with plastic policies
Put plastic locks on their cities
In hopes to keep them quiet
Well go off, well blow up

quarta-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2011

L7 - She Has Eyes



I am sick of her attacks
Can't help but I've fallen back
I believe in what she says
I rent space in her head, in her head

She has eyes that were made for crying
She has eyes that were made for crying

When she can't lie to get approved
Lost time and so far removed
Can't afford to keep it used
I'm getting ready to lose, ready to lose

She has eyes that were made for crying
She has eyes that were made for crying
Weaponry,weaponry

When she hits those hits are so hard
Weeping is her first playing card
And I believe she believes in what she says
This is my last time in her head, in her head

She has eyes that were made for crying
She has eyes that were made for crying
Weaponry,weaponry