Songtexte Wasted - The Psycho Realm
                                                [Duke:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                run 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                packs, 
                                                sick 
                                                dogs 
                                                of 
                                                attack
 
                                    
                                
                                                Methods 
                                                of 
                                                warfare, 
                                                front 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shooting 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                troops 
                                                the 
                                                juice 
                                                so 
                                                they 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                Put 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                food 
                                                can't 
                                                get 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                mask
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                fair 
                                                in 
                                                war
 
                                    
                                
                                                Head 
                                                confusion, 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                law
 
                                    
                                
                                                Poisoning 
                                                the 
                                                mind 
                                                with 
                                                visions 
                                                of 
                                                mad 
                                                killing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Filling 
                                                me 
                                                with 
                                                hate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                fight 
                                                the 
                                                feeling
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Jacken:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                chemical 
                                                attack 
                                                from 
                                                all 
                                                sides
 
                                    
                                
                                                Carefully 
                                                devised
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spraying 
                                                pesticides 
                                                on 
                                                rations
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                catching 
                                                homicide
 
                                    
                                
                                                Agent 
                                                orange 
                                                destroy 
                                                in 
                                                similar 
                                                fashion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Less 
                                                action 
                                                little 
                                                attraction
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sill 
                                                death 
                                                is 
                                                maxim, 
                                                they're 
                                                multi-platinum
 
                                    
                                
                                                Killing 
                                                millions 
                                                mostly 
                                                civilians
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                secret 
                                                experiments 
                                                with 
                                                disregard 
                                                for 
                                                your 
                                                opinion
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                'shroom 
                                                fields 
                                                we 
                                                feel 
                                                real 
                                                defenseless
 
                                    
                                
                                                Against 
                                                this 
                                                disorganization 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                senses
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                tenseless, 
                                                past 
                                                or 
                                                present, 
                                                we're 
                                                invalid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Consider 
                                                yourself 
                                                    a 
                                                lyric 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                death 
                                                ballad
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Hook:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                hit 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                slugs 
                                                drugs 
                                                in 
                                                war 
                                                zone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lose 
                                                your 
                                                sense 
                                                against 
                                                these 
                                                streets 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                roam
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Invading 
                                                the 
                                                space 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                dome 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                we 
                                                live 
                                                and 
                                                die 
                                                our 
                                                minds 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasted
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Wasted
2 Art of Execution
3 Palace of Exile
4 First Day of Freedom
5 Poison Rituals
6 Unknown Soldier
7 Soul Sacrifice
8 Soul Sacrifice
9 Dysfunctional
10 Dysfunctional
11 Good Times
12 Good Times
13 Lifestyle
14 Lifestyle
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