We have left All those retarded They called "something", "someone"
We have name Crazy crowd without feeling of shamе Believe me,no doubt We are pure we are young We do things that should be done Insecure,no regret,always get
Pain goes by In another In another world Don't you cry While each other sales While each other have sold
Battle born,we know the secret We will run Everyone but not the equal Get your gun aimed on the sun