Yankee Brutal - Petulance текст песни

Petulance!
Ignorance!
Vociferous!

Rise!

This is what comes to my mind
When I think about you
Hate your lies
And I despise your idealistic views

I am trying to believe
In some kind of hope
But the world gets in my way
And I think we're all screwed

This is what comes to my mind
When I think about you
Hate your lies
And I despise your idealistic views

I am trying to believe
In some kind of hope
But the world gets in my way
And I think we're all screwed