Intro
de Cursed
It's too late.
It's too late.
I talked.
I told them everything.
I confessed my long list of crimes to all the subway suicides.
Not absolved but laid bare.
And the secret double lives of all the rat race patriarchs go on and on - and let them die there.
I've looked through all the windows.
I've gone through all the drawers.
More empty now than ever before.
We're going down to hell together or not at all.
And the dead hollow shells of consumer investments
That promised completion but just left more holes to fill -
Let 'em kill.
I've got one for the fatalists that like to fuck the mannequins.
So who's the deviant in this success story?
It's too late.
It's too late.
It's too late.
I confessed - sold you out.
Más canciones de Cursed
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Unknown
Unknown
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Postal
Postal
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Run Yo Mouth
Omega
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Death Sentence
Omega 2
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Kevlar
Artificial Warfare 2.0
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Improvised Explosive Device
Postal
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Burn
Postal
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Cold Iron
Postal
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Run from Me
Postal
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Glorious
Postal
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Temporomandibular Grind
Postal
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Dragged Away
Postal
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Hell Caged
Postal
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Claptodeath
Postal
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Blood Path
Postal
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Shotgun Callostomy
Postal
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Results
Postal
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Home
Postal
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The Truckstop
Postal
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The Outskirts
Postal