Blood on my feet A long way I’ve run To escape my shadow I have weathered the sun.
Come on, you can take it Change now or you won't shake it Your life seems like waste of time Apathy is your fucking crime Want better - stand on your own feet Give up then you're just dead meat Cry out, all you do is complain. (Realise you're the one who needs to change)
There's no excuse For your failures Pull yourself from the gutter You sad piece of shit
No blood on your feet You don't even run Can't escape your shadow If you don't weather the sun
Continual is your whining Non-existent is your action Excuses in abundance Denial is yourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
