Missle = Lock On

as you nipped from the cup of innocence your tounge turned into glass now try correcting me try to lie to me again cause i am thelast one standing the last one pretending not trying to hide and i am running for victory this time cause i am right The Winner takes it all let the battles begin Let us all kill us in a fight Pain makes you strong who needs love when you got victory I won´t try to argue right, you will hold it all against me, all the time. This whole street seems uninviting dead, an overfilled loung of silence. Haven´t you see it coming So clear, so loud and still Nothing for nothing youneed some time to run couldn´t stab me you´re out for blood each and every day The Winner takes it all let the battles begin Let us all kill us in a fight Pain makes you strong who needs love when you got victory Stand up, fight back, take a great overview of your Kingdom And we are the victims and it´s all your fault!!