الأغاني:
El Simbolo

I'm the bad apple that ruined it for the tree Always getting blamed and claiming not guilty Just fifteen and a menace to society Not for a second, thinking

Now that the whole third wave is gone It's time for us to carry on We took a break and stayed away Now we've got a lot of things to say Don't give a

Coming up from a sub level known as the underground Kept it real and developed our own sound Didn?t listen to know one else but ourselves Next thing you

Walking along this sidewalk I begin to ruminate Because the van across the street recalls of a memory Of your van and the miles we had Driving across

The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He's always creeping in the gloom While I am standing on His way He approaches slowly and creeps to me I recognize

Any minute the sparks will fly At that point you will see fear in their eyes It don't take much to send them crawling back Just a harsh word then you

I realize that my life Tonight must deal with fate Painful dwelling I can't fight the feeling I won't hold a grudge I'll face the hanging judge No reason

Her painted stare her silky hair her ghostly glare burns holes everywhere I waited long I held out strong one step beyond on my mind all day long I want

Weakness shines right off the teeth of your pathetic smile nerve is gone the minute I turn my back the weasel runs spineless that's what you are spineless