now Every little stop, Every little stammer, Waiting on your knees You pray for answers What's worth waiting for? Every little stop, Every little stammer, Waiting on your
production, To hasten this nation towards its destruction, It's your choice, your choice, your choice, your choice, Peace or annihilation "Imagine" Imagine there's no heaven, It's
i deliver your family a parsel filled with charcoal. a neurosurgeon you're regurgitating detergent i urge you to worship your on the verge of becoming a servant, there's
