Bonefleshdolls: No trees can handle


Pushing your luck, won't get you far
Pushing your luck, but you just find your star

No trees can handle, they're bringing us down,
deep into ground, do us a favor

Industry, pollution, the love song of god,
acid rain washing the hair of our mom

No trees can handle, they're bringing us down,
deep into ground, do us a favor, and die

Mother earth watching her children, beaten down
Mother earth crying her children, lying down
Die human.... Die human... Bring us alive...

Oh how I wish, that you all would just die,
So don't be shy, it's a nice day to die,
do us a favor and die, die, die, die, die, noppa