Breakdown in the land of freedom The sound of your brother grieving The gowns have a game they're playing We eat every word they're saying Nananananana nananananana Nananananana nananananana La da di da la da di da da da
Want peace but no peace they're showing It was just a phone he was holding The hunters become the hunted With ink, there will be no bloodshed Nananananana nananananana Nananananana nananananana La da di da la da di da da da
Breakdown in the land of freedom They don't give a damn what the reason Either you get up on a soapbox Or you disappear into chaos Nananananana nananananana Nananananana nananananana
The bell has been rung Change, it has come for us Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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