kick you back like you did before You want hate? Call my number I got hate, I got hate for you You want hate? Call my number So much hate, for this
Übersetzung: Rache. You Want Hate - Call My Anzahl.
: Hardcore what is wrong and what about that fucking thing Billions you spend all your money and you are dreaming I have seen every film she?s doing
: God is in my head The lord is in my heart and in my head Faith inside myself, believe is what I got inside myself Power in my guts, heavy metal power
: There?s people on the outside There?s freedom where they dwell The spheres they?re populating Can?t be like hell on earth Cause we?re learning What
: Warfare with a buck and a gun and a strong will The centre and the order of a lifetime is fighting No motion the system is static unfair soul destroying
: Hey mother where is my laughter My heart that could not lie It seems my power is stolen What I see in my mirror Really makes me wanna die Something
: Do not trust in anybody not in anyone Keep your fucking mind free and the pluckiness strong Life is in your own hand the place for the gun If you are
: Can you see the force of the money It determines the rules We can not decide what is going on Poor means fool No more hiding got to stand up If we
[Candlelight] Would you believe me if I told you. I'm glad that it's over, would you believe me. Every night I saw your face and it was enough for me
God is in my head The lord is in my heart and in my head Faith inside myself, believe is what I got inside myself Power in my guts, heavy metal power
Hardcore what is wrong and what about that fucking thing Billions you spend all your money and you are dreaming I have seen every film she?s doing everything
I kick you back like you did before You want hate? Call my number I got hate, I got hate for you You want hate? Call my number So much hate, for this
Hey mother where is my laughter My heart that could not lie It seems my power is stolen What I see in my mirror Really makes me wanna die Something inside
Warfare with a buck and a gun and a strong will The centre and the order of a lifetime is fighting No motion the system is static unfair soul destroying
Can you see the force of the money It determines the rules We can not decide what is going on Poor means fool No more hiding got to stand up If we don
Do not trust in anybody not in anyone Keep your fucking mind free and the pluckiness strong Life is in your own hand the place for the gun If you are
