I ain't born to follow your lying dictates I have no numbers tattoed on my wounded neck I ain't got your barcode. I ain't your mate I just obey to what my fucking mind commands I don't believe. I do no trust the only faith I see is in the eyes of death Tuck up your sleeves, sell out your gold Come here to see that suffered is every single breath Send me to hell - I'll burn with a smile on my face be sure, if real - I'm gonna meet ya there you've never asked yourself a why you've never raised your eyes to contemplate the sky a useless Life, a waste of time you're just the final act of nowadays crime You got a fancy car You don't know you are You got a rotten brain For just too much cocaine You never use your mind Simply you are blind You won't be remembered A waste you will die.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
