And I dream for a better, better glory God bless you and I bless you I'm angry why don't you squeeze me The stage is my home and I guess when I roam Things could get out of my head God bless you and I leave you
Don't spit on that floor like a loony I'll bite you, so don't bite me
I'm angry why don't you squeeze me The pain is my home and I guess when I roam Things blow away my thoughts God bless you and I catch you
Ready to play what you like Ready to say what you don't say Suffering a new holocaust Don't hit me, you will miss me
Slide and winged all the memories Sing with me this little irony You won't escapes from this reality Let us do such a sport activity