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I want to take on the world... Start waking up Cuz just another day is just another war Nothing can match the riot in my hands I will be the truth you can't ignore So speak up against the cold floor Lock up the gate and I'll find your front door I was born in the chaos of waste Looking for a reason to get back at the back at the world Cold naked protest No I'll never rest Cold naked protest Every day 1, 2, 3, 4 knockin' down your door It's ten million fists and this time its war 5, 6, 7, 8 is it hate or fate? A second thought is a second too late 1, 2, 3, 4 knockin' down your door Black and white and rich and poor Who draws the lines of how you're defined? Just another number or a sovereign mind? Letras de cancionesWhen you look down on me You keep your eyes to the ground That's exactly where You'll find your fucking lungs ripped out I swear Some day I'll find A way You can't Erase Escape You'll pay What's the price of peace We're pulling on a leash Sedated every day by the soundbite rhetoric you see Give me another piece of campaign candy to suck on God it makes my stomach sick Have to admit though, it's a beautiful thing The gun shots and sirens, I can't hear the doves sing We are a future lost in digital infinity Looking for a reason to get back at the world You'll find your body rotting in a gutter motherfucker From Letras Mania