Woorden: Germs. American Leather.

Looking for a way out, I put my foot out of line
Really like to break-out, I feel so confined
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather

Saw you on a dark road, brought myself along
Got a sense of conflict but I know what's wrong
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather

American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather

I know that kinda feeling, so I built my place up high
But you'll never find me kneeling, 'cause I'm too occupied
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather