Songteksten

I'm a red blooded-rough neck-son of a bitch I'm a goddamned American capitalist I've got a kill 'em all-give a shit-license to hate I'm that one shot-one kill-bringer of fate I don't wanna believe I'm empty I don't wanna admit I'm wrong I don't wanna regret who I've become, where I belong I'm an American capitalist American capitalist War is the answer like I told you before You're a coward with no power just a stain on the floor If you're a man be a man, and stop runnin' your lips Round 3, no mercy, it's the way of the fist I don't wanna believe I'm empty I don't wanna admit I'm wrong I don't wanna regret who I've become, where I belong I'm an American capitalist American capitalist I don't wanna believe I'm empty I don't wanna admit I'm wrong I don't wanna regret who I've become, where I belong (I'm an American...) I don't wanna believe I'm empty I don't wanna admit I'm wrong I don't wanna regret who I've become, where I belong I'm an American capitalist American capitalist American...
Writer(s): Kevin Churko, Zoltan Bathory, Jeremy Heyde, Ivan Greening, Thomas Grinstead Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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