Songtext von A Bullet In The Head

The system is broken, the machine needs repair Condition critical The stone in the gears, the sum of your fears A free radical A better tomorrow, survive through the sorrow Of hypocrisy The feeling is hollow when you beg, steal and borrow For your liberty All that was and all that is All that takes the all that gives All that hates the all that loves All that pushes all that shoves All that fucks and all that fights All that kisses sweet goodnights All the virgins, all the whores All the less take all the more Your feigned crucifixion is just blasphemous fiction Like all that you hold dear My heroes have died and the movies all lied I'm still standing here A bullet in the head would take away the sorrow A bullet in the head would take away the lie A bullet in the head would take away tomorrow A bullet in the head, but i don't want to die