Paroles de Subatomic Bombs
A cold cold fate awaitsFor those who prey and hate
And I'm not gonna try and let 'em win
Cause they're runnin' out in packs
And they're scavingin' like rats
They're saying don't fight it none, but feel bad for your sins
And it makes me
So crazy
I'm a priest in rockstar clothes with ninja skin
But maybe
Just maybe
I can make those bastards feel my pain within
I sorta just like class
And folks who like to laugh
But all I see anymore is greed and fear
You're runnin' out of time
And I'm runnin' out of rhymes
Somebody's gotta show these folks a mirror
And it makes me
So crazy
I'm a priest in rockstar clothes with ninja skin
But maybe
Just maybe It makes me
So crazy
I'd burn down my own house and move to Guam
And maybe
Just maybe
I'd find a way to build subatomic bombs
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