at your game they just gonna make it Gonna make it burn.... Burn the bridges Burn the flags They're burning buses to be in the mags Burning anything Burning
crying little sister it won't change anything Some of them are crying Some of them are tripping Some of them are trying to forget to escape from reality
Misunderstood I'm all alone when all my friends are too far gone To solve my problems it's taking time give me something to ease my mind You know what
I won't complain and tomorrow I'll feel fine I won't put my life in other's hands that is more that I can stand I'd rather play heads than tail and
I'm freezing in a warm room the sun is shining outside Dark thoughts / Bad mood I can run to another place and try to think of something else It's just
We feed ourselves on things we see Hungry eyes open it all comes to me Between the lines we've learned to read The song's just the same as you can see
Power 's in your hand You stand and decide It's always been a man Who starts to write the next line Money's in the hands Of a chosen few There's got
Spoiled child of the modern age filled with useless rage Keeps looking for something that's nowhere to be found I'm being fed like a little bird who
No class, no job, i'm just a victim and society's a slob No ass, no head, rather go home jack off instead No mind, no kind, my brain is jelly and my
I've learned the words I've heard the song I'm sorry we just don't get along In other words I don't agree It's someone's fault and I know it's not me
Thinking of the time, we would go to shows They called it HC, called it punk, it doesn't matter It was not violent and it was for the cause Taking a
I thought you had it all It's agame that I just can call Can you tell me what's behind that face There's something here that I just can't trace I thought
Where you come from Your flag colors That you're not brown Where you were born Patriotic pride we don't care Hatred inside we don't give a shit Nationalism
ooze Better go buy me a riot I've got somes euros left to use Buy a riot Buy a riot Buy a riot Buy me a riot Marc sold his head to a pawnshop Thinking
It's time to get away It's time to get away from this world... Please tell me why do you lie girl, The guy is dead but you're still alive... Please tell
with you makes me shake my head then smile and yawn I'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems that we are dreamy as we head out through that strange
backstreet Around a corner, up an alley to a dead end There under a small blue light She enters an unmarked doorway (A low heartbeat, a low pounding escapes
can play with all my love Yeah, yeah, yeah Box up all our records And a head full of ideas And a hand full of escape routes They're gonna burn you
