black is on my track. He shows me how to neutralize the knife. Show to me in surgery. The art of fighting words to conquer life Now the wicked lance of fear. Is driven from my heady mountain brain
I do not agree, this is not for me. No, musical genocide. I will not commit, nor will I submit. To, musical genocide. This is not for me, I wont let it be. No, musical genocide. Give me a blues
I do not agree, this is not for me. No, musical genocide. I will not commit, nor will I submit. To, musical genocide. This is not for me, I wont let it be. No, musical genocide. Give me a blues
There are things you never know. You need removed before. You think too much, you feel, you touch. Just cut 'em out for good, good So put me under know. Well, knock me out Are you safe, are you so
