Из альбома: The Killer was in the Government Blankets
your idle actions killed your revolution
and continue to keep talking shit
and tell me how fucked the scene has gotten
and while my back is turned
tell me how fucked i am
because you have all the answers
this means so much more to me
this is my freedom
this is my voice
and you can't take this from me
this burns in my heart
you can't take it with you
as far as you run
you can't take it with you
you can't handle the murder