Текст песни «Dead Yet Alive - Raid»

Just because its ebony
You make me want to take it to your
Little court
Youre trying to extract my feelings
Stress runs high, I cant convey the
Idiotic sort
Do you want to take it away
I cant even start to say how it
Blows my mind
I want to be musically the
Very best that I can be but
You and your kind

Its a raid!
Raiding the factory
But you cant
Take the music from inside of me
Lord, its a raid
Of the factory
Dont take my heart

You cant even touch my guitar
I feel fragile and so scared you
Know how I feel
Youre destroying what we made
It pains me to say whats been going on
Its unreal
How am I gonna be making a living?
When all that you are doing is killing?!?
And killings a crime
Arent you supposed to be hunting terror?
Arent you supposed to be out on the
Front lines!?