Texty:
Biohazard

Lack of trust, all alone Lookin' down at the bottom of a hole I've no trust, bare my soul Are we alone or do we have friends Or are we just searchin'

Just look at the state we're in People at odds there's nuclear fission Mad beef with technology Shit ain't right, not like it used to be We pollute the

Sometimes I feel it's a waste of time To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomime Can't you see it falls on deaf ears Filling me up with your point

You walk around, always screaming about How you're trying to get your way You should just keep your fucking fat mouth shut When you got nothing important

yo this is biohazard from brooklyn new york dropping some respect for almighty Black Sabbath 1994 Motha Fuckas Have you ever thought about your soul

Beaten senseless in every way Life disappears, gets blown away New world chaos in disarray A second to die and forever to pray The time has come to push

I will never forget what it is that you did to me And I will never understand why You insist upon inflicting pain and agony On me forever everlasting

I'm fed up, I've had it up to there Tell me what is good for me and my career Fuck you and your selfish advice You've never been loyal to the same things

Camouflage you close your eyes, hiding in plain sight Wrapped tightly in blankets of lies, live whatever life you synthesize Disguise the truth about