No more incompetence, unfit No more with your senseless words You're waiting something Taking your life But you don't know what's real-price-of-life
You pretend with your “badness” Fold your face… and make you outside A sign with your fingers Use a black dress and heaviest your words
You know something? You like a clown
Damn for you Some day I'll spit your blood And your bones will-be my pillow Damn for you and death
You're a fake, a betrayer You give to Metal bad name You're a false, a betrayer You on deserving to forgotten
You pretend with your “badness” Fold your face and make you outside A sign with your fingers Use a black dress and heaviest your words
You know something? You are a clown Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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