"We need a screaming headline
We need a hook for
I can not sleep,
while you hide in the skins of
"Here I lay in a crashed car
No one knows
"A time to raid
A time to conquer
The buses
"Spitting teeth you know you've won
Just another punch and
"I forgot to call
The matches need to dry
We
Just one more round
and we're out of this place
Wish us
"I want to take you to my hotel-room
And show
I've been trying to shape up
Shape up and raise hell
But
There's something strange about the way the tap-water tastes
Making speeches
They took our bodies
Now we gave our souls
They bought our