Tekster:
A Call For Arms Other

silence me; I've got something to say. You will never silence me; I've got something to say. It's not what you can do for your country; it's how you

I'll never be bought, I'll never be sold, and I'll never die young, but I'll never grow old. I'll never be. This is my choice, theres nothing you can

heart dry inside Or be denied Walking like a lonely fool in Prague Singing a love song and the words I wrote I wrote for two Gentle as a lullaby at

Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn the other fuckin' cheek Gotta get back for your dead niggas

that old clock on the wall He'll just have to call it a day Hold back time When we're in each other's arms We're in each other's arms So hold back time

the lights go out together, blame the weather? Yeah, the cold again In the darkness for a second I am sure I see them smiling then I feel them calling me Yeah, they are calling

than a crush Hey lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush Last week I saw ya at the mall Standing at the pay phone 'bout to make a call I had a vision

is your home, but in my heart you'll stay He ran, for the president of Iran we ran together to a tropical island my Man, Mahmoud is known for rilin

a crush Hey lover, hey lover This is more than a crush Last week I saw ya at the mall Standing at the pay phone about to make a call I had a vision