| Verse 1: | |
| Holy mother come and rip out my heart | |
| I deserve it I've been right from the start | |
| Sentimental get rid of my eyes | |
| and the picture bloody every night | |
| Chorus 1: | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| I'm sick of it when I'm hearing it | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Anybody with anything to say | |
| Hands of protocol stuck in their way | |
| So I said from ourselves | |
| until we'll sick in the head | |
| we'll rip the radio hell | |
| I believe it we're sober | |
| Chorus 2: | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| I'm sick of it when I'm hearing it | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Chorus 3: | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| And I won't stop bleeding until | |
| my blood runs out of the radio | |
| I do it for nothing | |
| If I won't sell speed coz I can | |
| spit some suffer from stereo | |
| I'm sick of it when I'm hearing it |