كلمات Infinite Dump System Circle

Your kind of life is Portrait of new damage desire Design of world blinded by illusion Winners are wick and you are the maker of this crime Come out come out come out and let me see your face This time you won't desert you'll be forced to do and you'll be forced to say Try to link your mind with your mouth up You're like a hang jury! My friend believe me don't face every difficulty You will encourage with our promises Oh here's your fault You think (you think) the shortest way to win in your life is now the better one Oh no my dear, you'll slip on your fear Like a crump that now it's ready to explode And you are waiting for the verdict of guilty But now I find you behind a good-face mask Come out come out come out and let me watch your skin