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Loss

ద్వారా: Biohazard
ఆల్బమ్: Urban Discipline
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Biohazard » Loss

Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last
A average day in th middle of a life
Terminated by a sharp knife
Killing, spilling the liquid blood
As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud
You might say this song is in poor taste
But I must discuss the waste

Chorus I:

Of lives of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost
Can't cry, just anger till the end
It burns inside to lodse a friend

Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime
Labelled habitual, a loser three times
Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone
Whatever, the future's unknown
Unless you believe in predestination of fate
The letter read termination
It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face
Through the blood, what a fucking waste

Chorus I

Chorus II:

My friend was there until the end (my friend)
Can never be replaced
The pain that I taste (it's over)
What a fucking waste

Chorus I

Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest
Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test
Is therea god, sometimes I just can't believe
My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed
Something quite hard to conceive
People dying everyday there's got to be a better way
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay
Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay

Chorus I

Lead

It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved
I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care
We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth
Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt

Chorus II


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Biohazard :: Loss (Live)

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Tears Of Blood
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Man With A Promise
Mistaken Identity
Chamber Spins Three
Wrong Side Of the Tracks
Black And White And Red All Over
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