Letras

We're addicted to the feeding hand Enough for all - is what they preach till the end We're all victims to the promise land The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here The way you think is what you preach May god be with you all Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty We're addicted to the feeding hand Enough for all - is what they preach till the end We're all victims to the promise land The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here What you think is what you preach And what you think is what you preach What you think is what you preach And what you think is what you preach What you think is what you preach And what you think is what you preach What you think is what you preach Fuck that shit Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty All I see are guns against liberty All I see are guns against liberty
Writer(s): Timo Buck, Niclas Brinkmann, Manuel Wintjen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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