Letra da Música: Bombs On Broadway - Zyon

The name really fits, cause you are still the same. I'm sick and
tired of all these games...
You just talk shit, and i'm not the same, I left that behind, so
just shut your mouth...
You'll never change you've always been that way, you're so
fucking petty you'll never change...
You just talk shit, and im not the same, I left that behind, so
just fuck yourself...
Face down you'll fall in it, choke on all your bullshit. Im
sick, so sick of you. Im sick, sick of your attitude. So choke,
choke on that gun. And you'll be left behind, in a puddle of
your own blood. So choke, choke on that gun...
face down you'll fall in it, choke on all your bullshit. I'm
sick, im so sick of you. I'm sick,sick of your attitude. One
down, ten more to go. ready, set, fire, let's go. Choke on,
choke on that gun. And you'll be left behind in a puddle of
blood.
You just talk shit, and I'm not the same, i left that behind
So just fuck yourself...