Guns Against Liberty

We're addicted to the feeding hand
Enough for all - is what they preach till the end

We're all victims to the promise land
The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here

The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here
The way you think is what you preach

May god be with you all

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

We're addicted to the feeding hand
Enough for all - is what they preach till the end

We're all victims to the promise land
The way you think, the way you speak. We all end up here

What you think is what you preach
And what you think is what you preach
What you think is what you preach
And what you think is what you preach
What you think is what you preach
And what you think is what you preach
What you think is what you preach
Fuck that shit

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

Will you stay with me? Cause I lost my hope in this scenery
Wilting roses, breaking walls. All I see are guns against liberty

All I see are guns against liberty

All I see are guns against liberty



Credits
Writer(s): Timo Buck, Manuel Wintjen, Niclas Brinkmann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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