Bossanova کے بول

Run for your life Blood is on the hook Blood is on the hook Run for your life Blood is on the hook Blood is on the hook Hey Your lips are cracked and black as sorrow Hey Your soul is dark and cold as ice Eat your sins Confess your crime Choke on your greed Swallow it down Run for your life Blood is on the hook Blood is on the hook Run for your life Blood is on the hook Blood is on the hook I want torture Arms and corporations No control, president or parliament! Feed my hunger with poverty Feed my anger with children Feed my lust with bikini food Feed my ego with luxury I’m having a good time And I want my nation to break down! Hey Your lips are cracked and black as sorrow Hey Your soul is dark and cold as ice Eat your sins Confess your crime Choke on your greed Swallow it down Place your heart In a golden cup Greet your victims With a smile Eat the dust Of the frozen souls Cold-blooded mind Of a cannibal Run! Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!