AC/BO - Ich Will | Текст песни

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• Ich Will

you wanted power and you begged for fame
you wanted everything in the easy way
you wanted gain without pain
now your bill is in the mail

you got stronger but your mind got weak
you made a promise that you couldn't keep
you had it all - you lost more
it's all there in the fee

via hell incorporated (regeneration)
first you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint!)
and now you're never gonna make it (bad situation)
get on get on down
there's hell to pay 'cause

the devil is a loser and he's my bitch
for better or the worse and you don't care which
runnin' into trouble you skitch
he's my bitch

you wanted riches and a lisence to kill
you got poverty then you got ill
you got poor and you lost your will
all your dreams unfulfilled
I get my kicks when you blow your fuse
no-one got killed but that's no excuse
hands up, I let you know when it's done
I've got the only gun

and there were no refunds (devil is a loser)
just failing guarentees (devil is a loser)
confess your sins, son (devil is a loser)
said the preacher in tv (devil is a loser)

you got yourself some greasepaint
set of white and black
all you got was laughter
and Gene Simmons on your back

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