Walking in the night on the streets of the city
Drinking some beer and looking for fun
We don't need your thoughts to take all
As wild horses we start to run
The night is long and im feeling so crazy
Shinning lights in the bar and pretty girls
You won't understand my fuckin' rules
Sanity or Madness you got to choose
Damnation! I just make my own rules! And everybody will do... my damnation!
Creation! you are just a sensation! Of the men in the station... the press, the tv and the puppets
will do my damnation!
Can't you see? Can't you feel? Can't you hear the anger?
Of all those men that you consider fools
All those hungry eyes are watching you
The whisper of theyr minds screams the truth
Damnation! I just make my own rules! And everybody will do... my damnation!
Creation! you are just a sensation! Of the men in the station... the press, the tv and the puppets
will do my damnation!
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