Idols Without Regret

In plastic world a new dayYou don't wanna seeIts reality you must feelThe taste of the filthIt's in your [dirty] mouthDeep under your skinThese are broken wormsTry to grasp themIt must burn and hurt & cause that painYou're lying into the facesYou're smiling in the mirrorYou give a faith, an idolDevices in the hard of the terrorDirty dignity surfaceJust scream of a slaveJust spies in the whole lifeStupid self breakSupplication, imploring hands<!-- alternatifim 300x250 --><!--google_ad_client = "ca-pub-6664645219753064";/* alternatif.im_300*250 */google_ad_slot = "4025044033";google_ad_width = 300;google_ad_height = 250;//--><!-- alternatifim 300x250 -->[ reklamı gizle ]var disqus_config = function () {shortname = 'alternatifim'; this.page.identifier = 'sarki95707';this.page.title = 'Cadaveres De Tortugas - Idols Without Regret Şarkı Sözü'this.page.url = 'http://sarki.alternatifim.com/data.asp?ID=95707&amp;sarki=Idols%20Without%20Regret&amp;sarkici=Cadaveres%20De%20Tortugas';};(function() { var d = document, s = d.createElement('script');s.src = '//alternatifim.disqus.com/embed.js';s.setAttribute('data-timestamp', +new Date());(d.head || d.body).appendChild(s);})();