Gone for days Cut the chase Bite the bullet time Ease the pain Give me something new she said Tell me something new instead Fornicate A love to break
Übersetzung: Zubringer. Bullet.
: Gone for days Cut the chase Bite the bullet time Ease the pain Give me something new she said Tell me something new instead Fornicate A love to break
Keep my feet on the sand Gotta take the hand that guides me there As I reach, do they stare? Do they feel the same way? I wanna be here! I wanna
Keep my feet on the sand Gotta take the hand that guides me there As I reach, do they stare? Do they feel the same way? I wanna be here! I wanna be here
Übersetzung: Zubringer. Hier in der Blase.
: Keep my feet on the sand Gotta take the hand that guides me there As I reach, do they stare? Do they feel the same way? I wanna be here! I wanna be
without a cure The lack of wisdom (you're) driven by a desire Straight down to hell you're lured All hopes and dreams flattened by real life Stray bullet
Keep my feet on the sand Gotta take the hand that guides me there As I reach, do they stare? Do they feel the same way? I wanna be here! I wanna be
Tribal war, panic on their faces Guns ring out, bullets leave their traces the crowd's in shock, what's happened here a bloodshed caused by a young sick
