Walk away when you're angry
 Brace yourself, there's nothing to gain
 Old enough to know the outcome
 More blood, it's always the same.
 
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For facing death we run head-on
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For God we search for something so long
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For facing death we run head-on.
 
 Do what they say
 Or they take it away
 I'd rather be dead than carry on
 
 Wait
 Bite your lip, don't be cussing
 We must
 We musn't take God's name in vain
 In vain
 Blun your knife, pull the curtain
 Impulse
 Impulses you must refrain.
 
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For facing death we run head-on
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For God we search for something so long
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For facing death we run head-on.
 
 Do what they say
 Or they take it away
 I'd rather be dead then carry on
 
 So I carry on with this burden
 I can't remember anything
 I can't be certain
 
 Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
 For facing death we run head-on
 
 Do what they say
 Or they take it away
 I'd rather be dead than carry on.
 
czwartek, 13 października 2011
KoRn - Do What They Say
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