Vārdi:
Freedom Call Bleeding Heart

the pouring rain All alone I feel a silent pain The dust of love it made me blind no way to see Can you see my bleeding heart Can you heal my heart

giving in again, caution to the wind, complete freedom Look at these rappers, how I treat them, so why the fuck would I join them when I beat them? They call

wash over me like only You can do? Will You be my freedom? Will You be my freedom? Will You be my freedom? Will You be my freedom? How beautiful, yes

west) Third degree (Vast Air Kramer) Yo, I been nice but you rather put your hat in your sleeve And break arms like Segaul, don't wear your heart on

Gather 'round the stone I say, hey, hey, hey, hey Gather 'round the stone Hey, hey, hey, hey Gather 'round the stone You whip the back of freedom ?Til it bleeds

emo enough to start shaving my legs Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag 'Cause

here But tell me are you ready for the here and now Courage, sacrifice, victory, freedom (solo) One for all, time is fleeting, hear the call, our world is bleeding

Clippings from ancient newspapers Lie scattered across the floor Stained by the wine from a shattered glass Meaningless words Yellowed by time Faded photos exposing the pain Celluloid leeches bleeding

Blackened by the burning fire held deep inside my mind Far beyond the lost horizon standing on the shore Across the seas their hearts will bleed this