Frankenbok Victims - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Success Is Revenge - Frankenbok

"This cardboard box host the greatest hits Of my rejection - spontaneity amongst my cracks And my imperfections - I meant them all Well I guess that I thought I did And I'd take it all back if I only knew"

Don't Call Me Baby - Frankenbok

"You and me, we have an opportunity And we can make it something really cool But you, you think I'm not that kinda girl I'm here to tell you, baby, I know how to rock your world Don't think that I'm not"

Cocooned - Frankenbok

"Sculpted my man and perfected to last But your fingers nurtured the eggs heavy handed Synthetic cocoon, auto claustrophobia Bones break, skin tears, I transform! Brutal and frozen, reptilian dying to evolve. Angry"

Gone Evil X 21 (Pontoon) - Frankenbok

"Soul lost soul, your god has long forgotten you Lost soul, you're gone but not forgotten And the stigma I speak, unspeakable The souls I reach so unreachable Thinking it's enough to be solid as one Until"

P. Cloned - Frankenbok

"In truth I clone for a compensation for it's a means to adhere to foes... But it's feeling great to date and I clone you but Mines not mine to mime! Bungle Jazz funk combinations always see applause,"

Pushonup - Frankenbok

"It cannot be erased, what was lived and said It cannot be erased, the life, the soul, the agonising wait You think it's all ok? Why does everything die? I've dealt with this pain now I will carry on Keep"

Requiem - Frankenbok

"Behold, I've fallen down, ripped out of my head Once alive, now more or less dead A doomed control freak has lost it all I just want to feel alive and run the gauntlet one more time Centre attention, corpse"

Shovel - Frankenbok

"Plug arise, and rebaptise, resurrection Were the keys to your success, but now lead to your demise You baptise with sand and the spark is smothered Again and again and again But your shit is shit, you're"

File Cabinet - Victims Family

"..and stuck into categories we never made defined in ways we never imagined shaped by the words we meant not to say made into something we never were filed into cabinets and quickly forgotten only remembered"

Out Of Hand - Victims Family

"i know it's getting out of hand out of my sight and out of my mind and all these problems get locked up inside there is no place to run & hide i know it's getting out of hand out of my sight & it's out"

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