Shining a light on the ones I've killed Survivor's guilt Undetermined
I could murder the world In all the blood I've spilled
Banishment
Still question the conquered
To hell with your intelligence
Just figure out your common sense
No one is bulletproof
And I'll eat the skins of my brothers Yellow pastor bones Will make a perfect wall Gonna fill in the cracks of these feelings With every terrible piece Or maybe nothing at all
Selfishness
Take granted for everything
What more could you ask for
It doesn't matter anymore
No one is bulletproof
Can you feel the cold
Fortune never favors the old
Tired of defending myself
Go complain to somebody else
Somebody else
The masses and your manners Are the voices in your head They're smashing out your windows That you worked for beneath your bed You live right f**king 'neath it So you'll die like thanking gods In between the voices and the pure
Cause masses have the charm Nine for sure
Nine for sure
Nine for sure
Nine for sure
And I have only sand inside of me
It's a rotting sick that I don't need
To pene-vent your interro-gration
I can believe I'm saying this I'll live with my regrets I'll die by my decisions I'm not your f**king superstar Keep it closed You're going way too far
No one is bulletproof
Bulletproof
No one is bulletproof
Bulletproof
No one is bulletproof
Bulletproof
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ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Lech คืออะไร ?
I can believe I'm saying this I'll live with my regrets I'll die by my decisions I'm not your f**king superstar Keep it closed You're going way too far