Working On Wood


You came crashing into my life
You pretend to work on a holy stripe only for whites and your
disciples A bunch of fools breaking all the rules
You are filled with hate and It must come out
Your mouth is closed you don´t scream and shout
Communication is not in sight You want to settle this with a nice fight
I´m working on wood is that understood
Trying to find anything in his childhood I´m wasting my time
I´ll never get inside this fuckin´ thick skull
To fight is your way of speaking Well let me send you my greetings
Congratulations to the biggest fool Dropping of school Think you´re so cool
And maybe you´ll reach the stars Freedom of speech has helped you to go far
But i guess that fame will end up dead And you´ll feel so lonely with your shaved head
You hate everything you need Compassion, love, even the air you breed
If there was a god I´ll pray for you You hate me, Thats ok, cause I hate you to







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