Budil - Bloody Holidays | Текст песни

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People struggle to survive
Appreciate their lives
But they kill animals
Going hunting just for fun
Under the black cold sun
Who cares about it all?

Why dont you care about their lives?
Why dont you care about their lives?

Call it fair, but don’t you know
For you it can’t go wrong
When shooting from a gun
Fuck your bloody holidays
Black karma shows you ways
To spend your gutless days

Stop your bloody holiday
I hope you find your end one day

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