Woorden: Brad. Good News.

Gather around and choose the fare
All these weapons free
Carrying armor
'Til I can't feel my hands

Gather round sister
And change for as long
'Cause I'm no better
Then I lay my hands on the ground

And out of this urge I crumble down
Rollin' the girls for you
I don't know nothing
When I don't understand it, yea

Gather round sister
And change for us all
'Cause I'm no better
And I lay my hands on the ground as I give

It's never been news to me
It's never been news to me

Gather up and rise around
There's a circus in town
And I'll tell you it ain't free
Freak show orders and
I don't understand, it yea

Oh! Gather sisters
And lay down your arms
'Cause I wanna show
There's a reason for getting mine yea

It's never been news to me
(Oh you shaken me up)
It's never been news to me
(Oh you shaken me up)
It's never been news to me
(Oh you shaken me up)
It's never been news to me