Locked in battle hardened. Deep despair and doubt. A gaggle of grenades with. All the pins pulled out. . A dog bit my hand, I'm crawling on the ground.
All I need's a highway sign to destinate my life. Play all night and drive all day, my job and it's my wife. Once you get to going, there ain't no turning round.
Dig in the trash, there's nothing to eat. Sores on my tongue, sores on my feet. Open the fridge, there's only pickles and beer. Breakfast of champions, only things served in here.
I'm the demon, you can trust me. I'm the demon as you can see. I'm the demon, for you are free. You'll be safe if you listen to me. . Just a taste is all you need.
New York City, Hollywood, Philadelphia, New Orleans. Cincinatti, San Francisco, Detroit City, Albequerque. Reno, Tuscon, Dallas, El Paso. Tulsa, Vegas, Denver, Seattle.
An old man cuts his face. But not because the razor's dull. It's from his hands shaking. From the lack of what he's taking. Not like an old man's memories.
Freedom, justice, power of reason. Peace, opportunity, compassion, equal equality. These are the things we need. The same stars shine on everyone. . We're blessed, we agree, we receive.
Fight, something's different. Hate, something's different. Fight, something's different. Hate, something's gotta change. . Fight, something's different.