The curtains calling again Your tempers ticking down It’s nearly time to begin to
Enflame
Your timely mortal sin You’ve had this bottled up and now its time to give in
Cos we all need someone to blame 2 MINUTES OF HATE Point the finger name and shame 2 MINUTES OF HATE
So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page
Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim 2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 MINUTES A DAY Where do I begin?
The novel writing machines Regurgitating enemies Any remedy for your agenda or your smokescreen You Give infame to a pedestal Nickname it unforgettable
Like if we’re choking on your slogans You can, I don’t know... Keep us alive
If we bury the migrants You can keep us alive
But Whatever we say Whatever box we tick You’ll put your drones in the sky And take your aim, prick
So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim
2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE
We’re just the messengers We’re just the messengers
We’re just the messenger They’re the authors of your pain Go hang on your fucking puppet strings I’m sorry I’m not thinking I’m under your control
So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim
2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE
2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 minutes a day
They’re the authors of your pain Now enrage EnrageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
