1. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
2. Álvaro Soler - Manila (ft. Ray Dalton)
3. Álvaro Soler - A Contracorriente (ft. David Bisbal)
Trivium - Ignition
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Dalszöveg
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
That's the sound of integrity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievery act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheritance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
Time again for a war
On an enemy that isn't real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death's the meal
[Solo: Matt]
That's the sound, impending far crawling up your spine
In a country where nothing its truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
That's the sound of integrity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievery act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheritance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
Time again for a war
On an enemy that isn't real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death's the meal
[Solo: Matt]
That's the sound, impending far crawling up your spine
In a country where nothing its truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
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