A nation, no admission No excuses, flip and learn Should they - - This is the point of no return
It's a mixed sight, try and sleep tight Let your nightmare show you the way You're a victim, go convict 'em You're always selling that same, that same
Old bullshit, bite the bullet Without a vote no voice to complain Rolling over, is it over 4 years till another campaign
They supply, we demand To win our breads Sustain the pain Of way more bloodshed
There are no sidelines here It's just a battle now Starve the mind in the classroom To feed the same cash cow Movements come and movements go Until we lose control It's life or death, till they want more It's the art of war
Broken, rip me open Consequences, no concerns Revolution, no emotion This is the point of no return
It's a mixed sight, it's a dogfight Let the torment chase you away No condition, just submission They're always laying us down
In that same old coffin, way too often Without a voice they keep us contained Send him over, never over Standing still and nothing to gain
They supply, we demand To win our breads Sustain the pain Of way more bloodshed
There are no sidelines here It's just a battle now Starve the mind in the classroom To feed the same cash cow Movements come and movements go Until we lose control It's life or death, till they want more It's the art of war
There are no sidelines here It's just a battle now Starve the mind in the classroom To feed the same cash cow Movements come and movements go Until we lose control It's life or death, till they want more It's the art of war
Fuel the fire, ignite the flame The art of war Fuel the fire, ignite the flame The art of war
It's the art of war It's the art of war It's the art of war It's the art of warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
