Prong
Текст песни Mansruin

die, maybe get a little for me. I bet it, bet it
all- Threw everything into a pile. Regret it? Got nothing at all, no guarantees, no
pieces of the pie. Got the eyes on you, black
eyes on you-Ruin it for you if they could. Eyes on you, black eyes on you- Mansruin
for his own good. High life all the
highlights covered on the plays of the day. Baked out, burnt right out of it, breath
fried beyond repair. I tasted it, devoured it,
ballooned right out of sight. A done deal dealt out by fate scored myself a bite of
nonlife Fucked out, fucked out of everything,
drained at the end of each day. A red cent, no pennies from heaven taken for a chump
for life.