Текст и слова песни Bullets*In – Something Still
Born under fire
A sentiment alive
Buried in our disillusion
The medium itself -
Narcotics of our own distraction
Now!
Sever ties
And fuck the recognition
A well of discontent
Purged with retribution
Your Artifice of Achievement
Something
Something found
Something still
In the Underground
We can galvanize
A spirit left behind
And fuck their compromise
All they left behind
It's too late to pull our irons from the fucking fire
Something
Something shoved down
Something still
In the Underground
A sentiment alive
Buried in our disillusion
The medium itself -
Narcotics of our own distraction
Now!
Sever ties
And fuck the recognition
A well of discontent
Purged with retribution
Your Artifice of Achievement
Something
Something found
Something still
In the Underground
We can galvanize
A spirit left behind
And fuck their compromise
All they left behind
It's too late to pull our irons from the fucking fire
Something
Something shoved down
Something still
In the Underground
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