كلمات Losing Tracks

We have the right to state opposition the thirst for power and profit we're members of the family now bitter memories still haunt deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger we shoot we ride fast we shoot again terminal friends soldiers of fortune awake all night, I'll wait all night, I'll wait for the light lookin' at the wall should I stay or should I go we have the right to state our position the crave for profit and power dismembered from the family now waiting for a final call deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger we shoot we ride fast we shoot again terminal friends soldiers of fortune awake all night... lookin' at the wall the poverty surrounding me the treasure that no one can see the poverty surrounding me the bloody hands that hold the key