Motograter - Prophecies

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New plague, getting paid, everyone is guilty
Taxes on the lotto, waters gotten filthy
Psychos, weirdos, percocet and morphine
Little imperfections cost us all!
Cost us all!
I saw a mille filled with frightened people!
Crashing down, into a ball of flames!
SOMETHING TELLS ME IT S ALMOST OVER!!
SOMEONE TELL THEM IT S ALMOST OVER!!
Slave camps, last dance, billion dollar mishaps!?!
Bombshells, nitor, anything that you can throw!
Housewives, onion rings, A.O.L. and crashing planes!
Second rate therapy... Everybody s crazy!
I saw a black cloud above the forest!
Wiping clean till nothing else remained!!!
SOMETHING TELLS ME IT S ALMOST OVER!
SOMEONE TELL THEM IT S ALMOST OVER!!!!!
Monstrous, what we ve become! Space waste ! Brain dumb!
Nostradomus... Prophecies! Welfare!! ENEMYS!!!! ENEMYS!!!! ENEMYS!!!!

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    • Losowe utwory

    Give the drummer some

    Now this is a message,
    A message to rehearse,
    Speed up with the babes,
    Oh please, sir.
    Feel all so good, yes,
    All alright,
    Do so, don’t make alone now,
    Want, want, want, want, want, want.

    Please don’t change, no don’t change love, yaya,
    ‘Cause I like it, wow!

    Wow, yohyohyoh, yohyohyohyoh, yohyohyohyoh, yohyohyoh.

    Funky,
    Wow!

    In a movie time, oh yeah,
    Baby, OK,...

    Divided

    We stand divided
    The cypher of the sick
    If you look you ll find it
    Amplification of the voice may segregate
    Trivia s spray
    Emphasize the rules and meditate
    Look away
    A barrage of multi-compressed hate
    Observe the most incompetent breed deceived
    pollinate the anger more than once
    You must conceive
    Frantic aggravation
    The hidden instinct must be retrieved
    Third eye retaliation
    Suffocate the...

    Demain

    Demain il fera jour.
    C est quand tout est perdu
    Que tout commence.
    Demain il fera jour.
    Après l amour,
    Un autre amour commence.
    Un petit gars viendra en sifflotant,
    Demain...
    Il aura les bras chargés de printemps,
    Demain...
    Les...

    Some people say

    Still the snow keeps falling
    Till we can t keep out the cold
    But they don t know
    That my back was broken there
    I m so numb i can hardly move
    You don t know

    And so you give love too easily some people say

    And i dreamt i was flying
    And i left you so far...

    Emporte-moi

    A Paris, la nuit, Pigalle s illumine.
    Les clients des bars ont des mauvaises mines.
    Sous les lampes crues,
    Les sourires se fardent.
    Dans un coin, éperdus,
    Deux amants se regardent.

    Emporte-moi bien loin, bien loin d ici.
    Emporte-moi là-bas, dans ton...