Из альбома: Flashlights
Do you believe in retribution?
Eye for guilty eye
Hope that we will die before our due
I can't believe in karma cause I always get away
I know someday we'll pay for what we've done
Go out Saturday and then
Sunday morning we'll get saved all over again
And pray that every single metal beam
On every bed of every truck
Is tied down securely enough
To not become projectiles;
Freeway missiles, breaking windshields
We will get what we deserve