Из альбома: The Young Snakes

Then a mix to make our mind
For a little light to bring homicide
The monotype condition
The conscience listens worldwide

I got that beat again
For the s-word leaks from six to grain
From whereabouts the major pain?
He said the better whose

Their shouting and fighting
Just faces reuniting
Before the world where they all loved goes traumatised
They fool press in cycles, their programming solitude
Sitting as their liberty reforms again

Gang one world make them X
Stop the robber credit praying for flicks
What is the population?
When who's to know to mention for X

Then a mix to make our mind
For a little light to bring homicide

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