I can see, I'm, not free. I, believe, in no one, but me. All eyes, on me. Pointing, at me. Falling, you see. Your words, deceive. Chorus: And
Kick it I seen, make me the, bad thing (or laughing), what you think of me. Crack it, empty, dragging, can't you fucking see? Crack it, empty
Written by Nate Wallace Watch you watching me & I catch you watching me & you empty inside me, just to watch me bleed. I see your footsteps bend in
Check it, check it out Factory 81 cutting their first full length Here's a little message about the fucking pigs: Hey you find yourself, you're walking
Written by Nate Wallace He ran fast with every ounce of he had as the girl made her way into the street. All at once images flashed through his mind
Right Right, i've been so good so you are. Hide my enemy. I, have suffered. In, they're right. No one helps me. Knee at yourself and watch you
You are precious Make me special I am ugly, lost in you beauty All around me no one can love me I am sorry I am so durty I break, falling further each
Written by Nate Wallace The human race is still immature. Taking beauty & making unpure. It's not just the fault of the perverts & freaks you also must
Written by Nate Wallace Suddenly I stood in the hallway while the wind unleashed its anger upon my back. the cold 20 shadows lay long on the slightly
I follow the sun down Until it hits me And I'll bring it back now For all you to see... Now! We've been crucified Just to cover a lie That would burn
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Esquerda 14.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Rotten Morangos.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Peace Officer.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Nanu.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. A efedrina.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Diário de um serial killer.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Queijo de rodas.
Traducción: Fábrica 81. Beligerância.
