Red Animal War - Riot | Текст песни

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I don't care what their money says
I don't care what your body says
I want a riot of the heart, of the brain and soul
some pull up weeds without a plan
I want a riot
I want a riot
if we're better off baroque in row explain the gold at the end of the road you'd be a martyr if I'm on the we're good to go if I err then we can't get it all you are a writer you are a writer ooooooo you know you look good in white you know you look good all the time ooooooo and now you cut through the haze singing freedom and now you cut through the hate singing freedom red colour not coming off and for that I give thanks

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