I don´t mind, you look at me
Question things I wanna be
You fool
Take the bat, tide your boots
The revolution is coming true
Ha!
GANG TIME
NO PLACE TO HIDE
GANG TIME
ALRIGHT
Streets are scared, don´t look at me
Don´t hide my pills, don´t drag me down
The boys are marching, we´re the youth
Let´s brake the glass, let´s spread the news
Cuz I don´t trust me, and I don´t trust you