Paroles de Song-X

Only 21 with his whole life ahead of him Thinking about the friends he had Now that they're six feet under Paying the price for a blunder Can you feel his pain It's crashing like thunder But he rolls on, the gun by his side The bullet in the chamber And the fear he can't hide Another punk sucker steps into the focus Making him disappear, with a little hocus-pocus Just another punk sucker from the boulevard farm Your mind is blind And your eyes can't see My silence Bred violence as I sit here on the inside Deceived Taking for granted the air that I breathed Names carved deep inside these time scared walls What's up boo?