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Woorden: Children Of Bodom. In Your Face. In Your Face.


Conflict, terror, hear the noise
You're in the edge of a nerve-racking force
Oh my god, here's a fight
Never siege, never riot, must defy

When you look at me, what do you see
Another trophy like a fuckin dead beat
Close your eyes, take a step inside
Guess what I took your life
Step back uncover your eyes
Insanity and normality is not what you call reality
What you will, always want
It was the day that you should die

I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying FUCK!

I'll never wait for the pain of death
With a bullet in my gun dont fuck over my shit
Can you hold my crazy as I go
So fuck hypocrisy and fuck you too

INCOMING!

[Chorus:]
Say one, more word
I double-dare you, BRING IT ON!
Its my world, you're in it
It'll take you down in a minute

You can alter your look
And diversify your rage
But the truth seems like a fist mark in your face

When you look at me, what do you see
Another trophy like a fuckin dead beat
Close your eyes, take a step inside
Guess what I took your life
Step back uncover your eyes
Insanity and normality is not what you call reality
What you will, always want
It was the day that you should die

I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying FUCK!

INCOMING!

[Chorus]

When you look at me, what do you see
Another trophy like a fuckin a dead beat
Close your eyes, take a step inside
Guess what I took your life
Step back uncover your eyes
Insanity and normality is not what you call reality
What you will, always want
It was the day that you should die

I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying fuck motherfucker
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying
I dont give a flying FUCK!