Tekster:
Burning Heads Be One With The Flames

The third world is calling The third world is calling you The third world is calling The third world is calling you Feels like we're back in the

Fuck L.P., Fuck L.P. I wanna smash that guy Fuck L.P., Fuck L.P. I wanna see him dead My only way to stay safe is to never tell your name So fuck L.

You say it's your job and you don't have to think But no one's safe from this kind of scorn What if tomorrow it all goes weong You're heading for a fall

gonna let you get me So I quit and I return to my self-made universe Cause you're not in it Without your pills and your chemicals my pleasure is all You pretend to be

got what I deserve, must've been born in the wrong place I must be happy, that's what my mommy always told me but Can somebody tell me why I've burned

There was a guy who had no head He had no teeth he had no tongue He had no body nad no feet He was born in a no man's land He had no legs he had no hands

is true And I know you know that I don't have a clue Wise guy, know it all, Wise guy seen it all, Wise guy, know it all, Wise guy And I'm so wise, I should be

What you're doing here Well you don't seem to know Did someone force you in Or you had nowhere to go You're always staring and whining Complaining all

doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate Nine, ten, we're out to kill again Straight from the burning flames