Quiet Riot Lyrics
Quiet Riot Lyrics
"Condition Critical Lyrics"
Funeral Rites Lyrics
[instrumental] (Music by F. Krynojewski)
[instrumental] (Music by F. Krynojewski)
Oh the tension's mounting
The pressure starts to show
All the men in haunting
Please don't let me go
(Don't go)
Try to free my body
(Don't go)
Try to strap me down
(Don't go)
These'll never break me
(Don't go)
Free wheel to look at me
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Not really cynical
The bells they are ringing
Or is it in my head
Blackest Dawn Lyrics
Demons calling baptized in your blood. Angels falling baptized in your blood. In your blood hence creating an enemy of the world. Overcome with hatred crucified by words. I looked back on an age of ruin v
My nerves numb understandingDemons calling baptized in your blood. Angels falling baptized in your blood. In your blood hence creating an enemy of the world. Overcome with hatred crucified by words. I looked back on an age of ruin v
I'm falling out of bed
(Don't go)
So call it paranoia
(Don't go)
I don't see it that way
(Let's go)
You say I adore ya
(Hell no)
We're gonna rock they way
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Not really cynical
Ooh ooh
Whips and chains
Don't feel no pain
What's so wrong
I think I'm going out of my head
BPL Lyrics
When they preach to us we learn Absolutely nothing Advertising lies they show To join the party For every sun there is a curfew In this life you have to try and be yourself The only thing they ha
Over heelsWhen they preach to us we learn Absolutely nothing Advertising lies they show To join the party For every sun there is a curfew In this life you have to try and be yourself The only thing they ha
I can't feel
No pain, only pleasure
Get me out
Take me home
Can't you see my condition
Woo-woo-woo
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Not really cynical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Not really
Family Tree Lyrics
Music by Mustaine, Ellefson, Menza Lyrics by Mustaine Forgotten things remembered The tigers eat their young The body stayed but inside the head The mind was on the run A conspiracy of silenc
ynical (Cynical)Music by Mustaine, Ellefson, Menza Lyrics by Mustaine Forgotten things remembered The tigers eat their young The body stayed but inside the head The mind was on the run A conspiracy of silenc
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
The pressure is mounting
I'm on the critical list, hell!
Ooh-ooh-ooh