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[Chorus - Dice
Days are fast, moves in misery
You got a song you wanna for me
Sing a song, man
Sing a song, man
Sing another song, man
Sing another song, man
a song for me
Sing a for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One to live, and I'm willing to risk it
Terror the world has never known existed
Left so many clues, now how could miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, a word and pick it
Long as it means the is on my shit list
Walking time bomb, my mind is on
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate barely know what my is
no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to spill my blood to be
Willing to spill my blood to make
Look for a note to explain this
Heinous, inking the ache my anguish
insane, you're speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
Three for the blessing, for the loss
Kid holding a weapon, like a corpse
In the face of transgression, military Kalash-
or machete or a pitchfork
He killing he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Taylor
And seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
killer, he look 35
He his name to Little No-Man-Survive
When he smoke that leaf, believe he can fly
He and terrorize and shoot between the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the was demonized
he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies
And he wouldn't have to his barrel to target you
His heart give you the years of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, you're witnessing is true dedication
by the call and the cause of the nation
Countdown, minutes away detonation
A lifetime of work, this is the culmination
My manner, patient, inner rage lies
So deep, I can taste it, let's lives
Past the first sensation, to I fly
Delusions are up the midday sky
The days of mine spent in extreme secrecy
Wolves like sheep occur more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the both fled
Those who live death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, soon fall
Martyr or mass murderer? your call
Mass transit or a Who can watch them all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...