Number of Lyrics in Album : 13
By Pro-pain, i hated while i waited for the cold, hard and
By Pro-pain, listen to the sound of the underground
your ears start to
By Pro-pain, he sits around and watches while you work
and laughs at
By Pro-pain, 1
YOUNG, DUMB AND HELPLESS - IN THE STATES
YOU SAY YOU
By Pro-pain, hate is like a fire
burning in my head
you are my
By Pro-pain, miles and miles of soldiers deployed on foreign sand
fighting for
By Pro-pain, here's a story 'bout an american man
who's always used to
By Pro-pain, tell me can you feel the heat, from the man
By Pro-pain, to keep the fire burnin' you must feed the flame
and
By Pro-pain, he wakes up early to watch regis at nine
his summer
By Pro-pain, o.k. - lets get it out - enough with the
By Pro-pain, beyond the realms of death
lies beneth the earth a beast
and
By Pro-pain, look, there's hard luck willie
he begs for bucks sometimes
he ain't
