Down beyond these city streets through gutters filled with black debris In alleys void of any light where nameless things live out of sight Down through
This is Noise Down beyond these city streets Through gutters filled with black debris In alleys void of any light Where nameless things live out of sight
Are you happy where you are? Plan to this impending fate! We'll let the world carry our weight! It's bad brinks with every mile, But we all live in denial
Tercüme: Başkaldırmak. Kamara Kartuş.
: Are you happy where you are? Plan to this impending fate! We'll let the world carry our weight! It's bad brinks with every mile, But we all live in