Testo di Cholera

You see blood on your face Drunk to the bones Waiting for dead To take out you’re soul He’s got a gun on his head Waiting to blow Ain’t no regrets He feels nothing at all Oh, yeah Fight me Oh, yeah Fight me Going to war Without reason at all Ready or not You are on your own You ‘re boiling inside With flames on your blood Loosing your head When rage overcomes Oh, yeah Fight me Oh, yeah Fight me You see blood on your face Drunk to the bones Ain’t no regrets You feel nothing at all