paroles de chanson Fighting Wars With Keyboards - War from a Harlots Mouth
Your
mouth
is
full
of
shit
And
you
"spread
the
word"
like
hell
Your
message
board
tourette
syndrome
Prooves
that
you
are
nothing,
son!
Everything
you
claim
to
be
Is
fake
and
a
fucking
joke
to
me
You
sold
your
past
on
ebay
And
now
everyone
else
is
"gay",
...
...but
you!?
Every
further
phrase
you
shoot
out
Is
as
pointless
as
the
last
People
like
you...
sooner
or
later
They
will
all
be
laid
to
rest
We
take
back
what
is
ours
And
make
you
shut
your
breath
No
one
really
cares
about
What
you
guys
have
to
say!
1 How to Disconnect from Your Social Surrounding In Half an Hour
2 Heeey... Let's Start a Band
3 The District Attorneys Are Selling Your Blood
4 Trife Life
5 Fighting Wars With Keyboards
6 Mulder
7 Thousand Complaints, One Answer
8 If You Want to Blame Us for Something Wrong, Please Abuse This Song!
9 Riding Dead Horses Is a Fucking Curse
10 Transmetropolitan
11 And in the Right to Make Mistakes, We May Lose and Start Again...
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