Yankee Brutal

Petulance
Petulance! Ignorance! Vociferous! Rise! This is what comes to my mind When I think about you Hate your lies And I despise your idealistic views I am trying to believe In some kind of hope But the world gets in my way And I think we're all screwed This is what comes to my mind When I think about you Hate your lies And I despise your idealistic views I am trying to believe In some kind of hope But the world gets in my way And I think we're all screwed From Letras Mania