A lot of people have an ill treatment
Too more poor fellows bag on the pavement
Some accustomed to sorry sights
And revolting despairs of black knights
But how long our world will change for disaster
How many poeple will turn into fathead
I don't have to see children on the street
It hasn't came as a real treat
Why you have an icy heart

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.