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Текст и слова песни Hostile Breed – Urban Terrorist

Dark faled to the streets on city
Ye it"s very fun it"s so pretty
Steps behind your back
Ready to attack
Hide-n-seek with death you beware
Anxious vibrations in the air
Break the silence
Causeless violence
Lose your empty soul
Lose your mind control
Is not way out
Urban terrorist
Accidental meetings in the night
They can lead to the bloody fight
Cutthroats in the street
Death machines on feet
Smashing glass & shootin" fucking guns
Along the district loafin" drunkard gangs
Fuckin" bastards
Yes, dirty bastards
You can"t see yourself you can"t find
Can"t find your way as if you"re blind
You can stop this fight, you must stop your fist
Chains in your hands, hate in your eyes
Hate in your brains, emptiness is your life
Hate in your brains
Hate in your brains
Hate in your brains

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