Texty:
Arsenal

How sad are we? And how sad have we been? We'll let you know We'll let you know Oh, but only if you're really interested You wonder how We've stayed

I take the cue from Certain people I know I use the cue and then I Hand it on to you And when I swing it So, it catches his eye Weren't you there? You

I am a poor freezingly cold soul So far from where I intended to go Scavenging through life's very constant lows So far from where I'm determined to go

We hate it when our friends become successful We hate it when our friends become successful Oh, look at those clothes Now look at that face, it's so

With the world's fate resting on your shoulder You're gonna need someone on your side You can't do it by yourself any longer You're gonna need someone

We must have read a thousand faces I must have robbed them of their cause Sickened thirst, sickened thirst Keeps it together Soft white glow in the cranium

it's been a long eight years and still no end in sight to the paranoia and stagnation our worst fears taking flight over the atlantic in the frozen darkness

Ensemble(Intro) :Kitoko ezali elamba oyo nzambe alatisaka moto nyonso te [la beautee n'est pas un pagne que Dieu a vetu tout le monde] Kasi ezali, kitalatala

know where she got her weapon. naive little pieces she thought that they could see her but soon the Desert Pigs will know she's holding in an arsenal