Cover di Animositisomina

Animositisomina
Album - 18 febbraio 2003 - Debaser id 49973

di Ministry

Drunk skinhead with an attitude
Doing circles like a shark with his food
If someone tries to turn the other cheek
He disappears in a yellow streak

Animosity!

The only world I know is drowning in rage
I'm underwater from my dreams to the stage
And any language that you learn to speak
Love is listed and defined as weak

Animosity!

Animosity and common hate
Feeds the hungry on an empty plate
A bitter taste and the promise of pain
Fills you up while the soul is drained!

Animosity!

Animositisomina [repeat]
Il tuo voto:
Who'se on trial?
The state says it's me
Or is it the lawyer I handsomely paid to go free
Or maybe the judge with the yellowing teeth
And the fuck you smile

Or how about the bailiff
who stinks of a longstanding battle of him and the drink
Or candidate #4 the zombified whore who types what you think

I'm not lying
I'm not clean
I'm not buying
What that means

How the fuck can we say
that we won for the criminal sum you were paid
Then try and convince me I'm free as can be
You just sold me out and got nothing in trade
I know I'm not the smartest guy in the world
But I'm just not stupid enough to be thinking
that having a record for filling my lungs
Is as good as it gets

I'm not lying
I'm not clean
I'm not buying
What that means

Life on a razor die as a story

5 more years of pissing in little jars
So someone can say he's high as a kite
He's probably right
Let's put him away without further delay
There's no complaints since I'm not a saint or in jail
But if I should fail with a piss that has drugs on the forbidden list
Then they'll be coming to take you away

I'm not lying
I'm not clean
I'm not buying
What that means

Live on a razor
Death could be glory
Il tuo voto:
Grab yourself a partner
Swing 'em around the town
Walk the dog and do-se-do
Before you tie her down

Anesthetize and fantasize
Watch your dreams come true
A riding crop, a lollipop
A tank of nitrous too

Because you're broken

Bang! Bang! Boo-de-yay.
Broken down and done.
Triple X and filthy sex
An overloaded gun

Discipline and bondage
Leather mask and nuns
A topless girl
A string of pearls
A wad of bubble cum

Inconsequential
An angels broken wing
Kept confidential
We keep inside our secret things

What's the price of pleasure?
What's the price of pain?
Rapture or deliverance
Beneath a golden rain

Swap and swing and sissy spank
The middle-class defined
Or those who swim the deep end
With sex and death combined

Inconsequential
An angels broken wing
Kept confidential
We keep inside our secret things

Because you're broken
Il tuo voto:
Time flies
Time crawls
Link an insect up and down the walls

The light pours out of me [x2]

The conspiracy of silence
Ought to revolutionize my thought

The light pours out of me [x2]

The cold light of day pours of of me
Leaving me black and so healthy

The light pours out of me [x2]

It jerks out of me
Just like blood
In this still life
Heart beats up love

The light pours out of me
Pours out of me....
Il tuo voto:
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