| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 99% | All of us who stand here now will have gone and joined your brother before peace lives again between Red Man and White. | ▶️ |
| 99% | He said he came in peace to bring the soul something new and I asked him what was he bringing. He told me that he was bringing a new kind of music. He said he brings drums, jungle and drum and bass. | ▶️ |
| 99% | Another band, manufactured, and all this crazy music! Another album, produced by Ross Robinson! Another week, Peace of Shit! | ▶️ |
| 97% | And then I'm out of peace! | ▶️ |
| 96% | Losing me, half the master, half the quas for fucking me Me chasing out on all five of the ghosts I can't think, think of how the master say How to start making the three of us hang far Hang far, and I was hanging far Love to me, they were the problem of the same If I could go to all day seeing me cry Fawning in the causes, get a rose from the forces There's glass in my department for the puns I wanna make them think of shoes and posits And fuck them and make real fun Nobody sing a fuck when you sing before Get enough heart to breathe Leave to me, for the son to peace | ▶️ |
