paroles de chanson Bloodshed - Pyrophoria
Man
on
the
podium
with
the
white
teeth
White
skin
but
what's
he
hidin'
underneath
There
are
no
words
for
you
without
a
belief
There
is
no
army
for
you
without
a
chief
Write
a
history
book
and
you're
the
motif
Not
a
brave
word,
yet
this
won't
be
brief
Turn
on
the
radio
and
it's
the
same
damn
thing
The
sky
falls,
but
don't
you
worry
bout
a
thing
A
country
we
bombed
is
the
enemy,
you
say
Don't
you
think
the
other
guys
also
think
that
way
If
you
were
born
there,
you'd
be
on
their
side
of
play
Are
you
going
to
stand
for
something
or
just
going
to
pray
There
are
guns
on
the
streets
and
children
pay
People
die
for
nothing
everyday
Turn
on
the
radio
and
it's
the
same
damn
thing
The
sky
falls,
but
don't
you
worry
bout
a
thing
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1 Widowmaker
2 Heartbreaker
3 Pinstriped
4 100 Proof
5 Genteel
6 Hold Up
7 Single-Handed
8 Running Wild
9 Overstayer
10 Son of a Bitch
11 Kentucky Whiskey
12 Slick
13 Lightening Bug
14 Have-Nots
15 Bloodshed
16 Indigo
17 DeadBeat
18 Boxed
19 Interstate 85
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