You were born into this world that never gave you much to take from and to save yourself, just tricks of all kind.
And this land with it's history so heavy you would develop scoliosis right around the age of nine.
You're a North Pole, just a North Pole. Quickly tell me now that you want me ain't that the only thing left to do?
Wanna crush and burn, move over, now it's my turn. From our fathers and fathers of our fathers proudly historically screwed.
Dying in the living room to the music from America so proudly universal, that they like to call it so. Oh what to do with all of this potential...
Once my uncle had a tank now he's a tanker of the highest rank.
I'm a North Pole... just a North Pole. Quickly tell me now that you want me ain't that the only thing left to do?
Wanna crush and burn, move over, now it's my turn. From our fathers and fathers of our fathers proudly historically screwed.
Oh how I love this town, One day my love will burn it to the ground...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
