Cold blood flowing through the veins of me and all of my friends. Still love can be pumped out of our hearts. This start might be the end. There's no drama here psycho-analyse. For I'm a negro just trying to get by on very little. Missiles get guided through to our world. Tell me, tell me that I'm wrong, lord. This stuff just tears me up. You are cool as a cucumber when you say, nigger don't interrupt. There's no drama here psycho-analyse. For I'm a negro just trying to get by on very little. Missiles get guided through to our world.
1 | Lost In The Plot |
2 | Lights Off |
3 | You and I Are a Gang of Losers |
4 | Heartless Romantic |
5 | Omega Dog |
6 | There Is No Such Thing As Love |
7 | Thrones |
8 | Disclaimer |
9 | Yesteryear |
10 | Blood |