Woorden:
Inspection 12 You Re A Nation

lines You've screwed me one to many times Out with the old you. You're becoming me. The clones just took control by backbiting. Your pride grabs hold of you and sets you

Do you enjoy it Does it give you pleasure To constantly struggle and brawl? Is it out of boredom That springs this conception To flaunt your position

Your Heaven is my Hell. You've run the boat aground. Smoke your cigarette it just might be your last good one. My poison is your cure. Your strain is

sun Somewhere I went wrong I wanna take it back I'm now looked down upon Cause I'm livin' in a sack I'm still a human being So could you spare me change A

one as much as you As far as we've come It's not worth turning back And now, I need someone to talk to I want you to know You've been a friend As far

Yesterday I found A note from you And I broke down It said how much I meant to you and how You wanted to elope with me I guess we felt the same But now

Let me take you to where time stands still Everything you say is a wasted line You can't get it through to make your point Subtracted time, distracted