Back in the days We were so blind Wishing the start of our end No one could stand Tears from the fear I feel hopes
Punching my face Giving me space You, hear me roar We can do more We can have all!
Strike a match, let’s make it bright Burn all candles at one time, may they wish they were in hell There’s no smoke without a fire There’s no change without being rebel, I tell
Worships are done Devoted gun Is our preacher Tactile sin-eater In my new country Borders are torn I own a world!
Flame in the weapons Flame in the veins Ardent and scary This is my faith Ashes and smoke Left from a mob I own a world!
Strike a match, let’s make it bright Burn all candles at one time, may they wish they were in hell There’s no smoke without a fire There’s no change without being rebel, I tell
Hey, I know that it is wrong But I cannot, cannot stop Yes, we know that it is wrong We can not stop!
Strike a match, let’s make it bright Burn all candles at one time, may they wish they were in hell There’s no smoke without a fire There’s no change without being rebel, I tellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
