Tytuł: Working on wood

• Wykonawca: Raised Fist
• Wyświetleń: 280

You came crashing into my life.
   You pretend to work on a holy stripe only for whites and your
   disciples. A bunch of fools breaking all the rules.
   You are filled with hate and It must come out.
   Your mouth is closed you don´t scream and shout.
   Communication is not in sight. You want to settle this with a nice fight.
   I´m working on wood is that understood.
   Trying to find anything in his childhood. I´m wasting my time
   I´ll never get inside this fuckin´ thick skull.
   To fight is your way of speaking. Well let me send you my greetings.
   Congratulations to the biggest fool. Dropping of school. Think you´re so cool.
   And maybe you´ll reach the stars. Freedom of speech has helped you to go far.
   But i guess that fame will end up dead. And you´ll feel so lonely with your shaved head.
   You hate everything you need. Compassion, love, and the air that you breath.
   If there was a god I´ll pray for you. You hate me, Thats ok, cause I hate you too.