Teksty:
Industry

the fire and the mud's prophecy Oh industry, whatever will become of me? Of me Industry, charity, faith, hope Industry, charity, faith, hope Industry, charity, faith, hope Industry, charity, faith, hope Industry

Hardback, stern face Play your position and know your place Only move when the money's callin? Take my advice, you'll be ballin? You need a hardback,

The Industry's a bunch of fuckin' punk FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU He won't play me on radio 'cuz they be on Punk shit daily on, industry's

can please both crowds no vocals is my intentions When I do that wit rap I expand my comprehension Extendin' my knowledge like goin' to college at Princeton The industry

Are we 5 minutes ahead of the chaos? 5 minutes ahead of the chaos 5 minutes ahead of the chaos 5 minutes ahead or 5 seconds away I always knew this day

Woes, devils incognito Psychological mosquito Disinterred the question Raised by the power of suggestion I just wanna be your man Reach in there and

So what if we was undeniably wasted? And everything was meaningless to me? I remember when you said You knew what it was like to be dead, now I do And

It's easier to live alone Than it is to try to love you It's easier just to get things done Than it is to pray you'll be delivered And I freely admit

We can wait for a long time Wait for the wrong time Out on a fault line, out of the way I felt so right, I wanted to say, yeah To worry is wasted, took