Barbears

Preaching bastards


I have a headache from you
You preaching bastards
The only thing I wanna do
To kick a hard in your ass

I don't need your fool prophecy
Put skin on your teeth
You desire for greater power
That's what I want to come over

Ref.:
Come on, I wanna dance
I wanna dance on your graves
Come on, I wanna dance
I wanna dance on your graves
Come on, I wanna dance
I wanna dance on your graves
Come on, I wanna drink
I wanna drink your beers

Nobody likes you!
The more you speak the less you do!

It's an irrational
System we live in
There is only all for one
You are faceless dolls no more

I have a headache from you
You preaching bastards
The only thing I wanna do
To kick a hard in your ass

My mum always said
’Honey take your time
All the things will happen
Good or bad don't mind’
My father’s always cryin’
Cries for better living
He knew I was proud
And I’ll never forgive

She walked out the door
He choped up his life
I was so alone
I just wanted to fly
My father’s always cryin’
Cries for better living
He knew I was proud
And I’ll never forgive

Yeah rock and roll is my heroine
The circle of music drew me in
Freedom is my religion
Why do I feel beat infection

My band is my real family
My best friend is the melody
Tunes are my painkillers
Microphone is a treasure