Idioma Origen:
Trippin'
First they ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they fight you - then you win
When the truth dies
Very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you think
We should suffer in silence
When a heart is broken
There's nothing to break
You've been mixing
With some very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
And they all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son
Have a word
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you think
We should suffer in silence
The heart is broken
There's nothing to break
All is wonderful in past lives
Dreaming of the sun she warms
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up the sons of dust
When you think we're lost
We're exploring
What you think is worthless
I'm adoring
You don't want the truth
Truth is boring
I got this fever need to
Leave the house leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
Leave a few shells in my gun
Stop me staring at the sun
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you say
We should suffer in silence
My heart is broken
There's nothing to break
Idioma Destino:
Trippin'
First they ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they fight you - then you win
When the truth dies
Very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you think
We should suffer in silence
When a heart is broken
There's nothing to break
You've been mixing
With some very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
And they all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son
Have a word
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you think
We should suffer in silence
The heart is broken
There's nothing to break
All is wonderful in past lives
Dreaming of the sun she warms
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up the sons of dust
When you think we're lost
We're exploring
What you think is worthless
I'm adoring
You don't want the truth
Truth is boring
I got this fever need to
Leave the house leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
Leave a few shells in my gun
Stop me staring at the sun
I know it's coming
There's going to be violence
I've taken as much
As i'm willing to take
Why do you say
We should suffer in silence
My heart is broken
There's nothing to break