Metallica - Am I Evil (текст песни)
my mother was a witch, she was burned alive.
thankless little bitch, for the tears i cried.
take her down now, don′t want to see her face
all blistered and burnt, can′t hide my disgrace.
twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
gotta see ′em make ′em pay the price.
see their bodies out on the ice.
take my time.
am i evil? yes i am.
am i evil? i am man, yes i am.
as i watched my mother die, i lost my head.
revenge now i sought, to break with my bread.
taking no chances, you come with me.
i′ll split you to the bone, help set you free.
twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
gotta see ′em make ′em pay the price.
see their bodies out on the ice.
take my time.
am i evil? yes i am.
am i evil? i am man, yes i am.
on with the action now, i′ll strip your pride.
i′ll spread your blood around, i′ll see you ride.
your face is scarred with steel, wounds deep and neat.
like a double dozen before ya, smells so sweet.
am i evil? yes i am.
am i evil? i am man.
i′ll make my residence, i′ll watch your fire.
you can come with me, sweet desire.
my face is long forgot, my face not my own.
sweet and timely whore, take me home.
am i evil? yes i am.
am i evil? i am man.
my soul is longing for, await my heir.
sent to avenge my mother, sweep myself.
my face is long forgot, my face not my own.
sweet and timely whore, take me home.
am i evil? yes i am.
am i evil? i am man.
am i evil? yes i fuc*ing am.
am i evil? i am man, yeah
(c) metallica
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Текст песни:
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Outta my day
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Why you around?
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It ain′t my call
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Headstrong
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It ain′t my bitch
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Текст песни:
All within my hands
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All within my hands
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All within my hands
Love to death, smack you ′round & ′round and
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Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
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All within my hands
Let you run, then I pull your leash
All within my hands
Under thumb, under to myself
All within my hands
Beware
Love is control
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Kill all within my hands
Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
Hurry up and hate me now
Kill all within my hands again
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Текст песни:
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Most of you have gone away
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Текст песни:
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Bodies are mounting
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Текст песни:
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Gone again
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Born into attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And stand there
Born into attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throw all your bullets in the fire
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Whatever happened to sweat?
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Just let me kill you for a smile
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And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction′s here and
gone, gone
Gone again
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I hunger
I eat
Born into attitude
Asleep at the wheel
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And stand there
Born into attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throwing all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever?
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spit it out
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the Truth
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
Now you′re choking on the
bad seed
Choking on the bad seed
Off the veil, stand revealed
Bring it on, break the seal
At the mercy, cat is out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it out now
At the mercy
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
Choking on the seed
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
You′re choking on the bad seed
Off the veil, stand revealed
Bring it on, break the seal
At the mercy, cat is out
Spit it up, spit it out
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Spit it out now
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Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
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Faith
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Wait
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I′m sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I′m creeping death
Now
Let my people go, land of Goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written, so let it be done
I′m sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first-born pharaoh son
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Die by my hand
I creep across the land
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Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first-born man
I
Rule the midnight air, the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and floor, final darkness
Blood
Lamb′s blood, painted doors, I shall pass
So let it be written, so let it be done
I′m sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first-born pharaoh son
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Текст песни:
The man takes another bullet
He keeps them all within
He must seek no matter how it hurts
So don′t fool again
He thinks the answer′s cold
and in his hand
He takes his medicine
The man takes another bullet
He′s been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say,
"I do believe"
Uncross your arms now
Take them to it, say
"I do believe"
"I do believe"
The lies tempt her and she follows
Again she lets him in
She must believe to fill the hollow
She′s been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to
the cure, say,
"I do believe"
Uncross your arms now
Take them to it, say,
"I do believe"
"Yeah, I do believe"
Betting on the cure
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Everyone′s got to have the sickness
′Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
Betting on the cure
′Cause it must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Everyone′s got to have the sickness
′Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
"I do believe"
Betting on the cure
It must get better than this
Need to feel secure
It′s got to get better than this
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Everyone′s got to have the sickness
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"I do believe"
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Едут Василий Иванович с Петькой в поезде. Вдруг видят: поезд сходит с рельсов, едет по полю до самого леса. Потом разворачивается, едет полем до железной дороги, заезжает на рельсы и продолжает путь.
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