Woorden: Blanks 77. Burn It Down.

Futures ourse - the times at hand
the walls wil fall at our command
no surrender - no retreat
destined to rule without defeat

[Chorus:]
smash it up burn it down
bring it down to the ground
tear it up break it down
burn it to the fucking ground

I wanna get up and show 'em that they're wrong
im gonna show em i dont belong

never better - never worse
our actions far outcry our words

how long have we waited for the day
they tighten their grip we slip away
is it wrong to have no future?
dont you know we wont live forever