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    Mayday

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    Добавлена 9 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    MAYDAY!!!!
    Born in the flood
    Bloody fingerpaint sets
    Blackmarketed fresh
    Water canons forget me not
    Epitaph airbrush with death
    White t's
    Wife beaters
    Button up
    Reattach flesh
    In between the lines
    Outside of the law
    Underneath the veil
    We dig our foundations
    We navigate the globe
    Trying to find a pattern to break the mold
    With a family to feed
    Theres nowhere we wont go
    But what if were caught
    They say Im a snitch
    Shot at the check point
    Found with his throat slit
    Theres spray paint on the teleprompter
    Anchorman screams that hes seen a monster
    Mayday
    Theres bloodstains on his shirt
    Mayday
    They say that hes gone berserk
    Sometimes
    When I wanna shut out this world
    Wanna rip up this page
    Wanna pour out this heart
    Wanna get up on this stage
    And my lips become percussion
    And my fists become the rage
    And I pound on this table
    Til it gives me something to say
    Then I think about things that Ive seen
    Right in front of me
    That I dont wanna believe
    Gimme one of these mikes
    Lemme letem know
    The way that it is is not how its gonna be
    Not if we dont letem get ahead of us
    The present tensions no threat
    Its just a fence across the path
    That were already ready to walk
    Rock solid footsteps
    Letem put up obstacles
    And prove that it isnt possible
    Fuck that
    We dont giveem any weight
    True liberty and freedoms at stake
    Peace will never become pass
    Live my life until my last day
    It was half-past eight in the bat cave
    When the cracks in the plaster collapsed
    And gave way to gaps in the pavement
    Mayday mayday
    Put it on blast
    For the passengers and messengers
    Cause this is a disaster
    Where the fuck are the rescue workers
    Not far
    Off pissing on a cop car
    In the hall with a poptart
    Sipping liquor in the rockbar
    Everyone climb to the frontline
    Lunchtimes cancelled
    All hands on deck to pull survivors from the landfill
    Onlookers passers-by shake off that rubble
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