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A suicide at the 7/11,
while on a lotto machine
A lost face like a mirror to heaven
I always lost my numbers, god damn you
Thereâs nothing left for me to sacrifice,
in this living hell
Well everybody got their devils,
but Iâm on another level
These desperate times are nothing new,
thereâs a part of me thatâs crazier than you
These devils they control my every move
and you would not believe the things they make me do
YEAH...
Ahhh... Annihilation on LSD
a new reality
and youâre the one, you're the one for me
so photogenic, schizophrenic is a epidemic
These desperate times are nothing new
thereâs a part of me thatâs crazier than you
These devils they control my every move
and you would not believe the things they make me do
Iâve got too many devils
Iâve got too many devils
Ahh...
Ahh...
These desperate times are nothing new
thereâs a part of me thatâs crazier than you
These devils they control my every move
and you would not believe the things they make me do
Yeah...
Iâve got too many devils
Iâve got too many devils...
- Álbum:
- The Bronx (IV)
- The Bronx
- La Muerte Viva (EP)
- Mariachi El Bronx
- Miscellaneous
- Live Cuts (Live at Teragram Ballroom and the Independent,...
- The Bronx III
- The Bronx (I)
- The Bronx II
- The Bronx (Explicit Version)
- Ribcage
- (IV)
- ATO Records Spring Sampler 2013
- The Hi-Fi Live Highlights
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 116: September 2003
- X-Ray CD#12
- Kerrang! Ripped
- Bats!
- Up Sampler 13
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 55