Meriola Blues

I got my pride
I got my freedom
I'm not your slave
And my ass is not for sale
It's getting dark, but I'll survive.
Leaving you and this deadly game.

God
Fucking hell
Sick and tired of being abused

God
Fucking hell
Sick to my guts of the Meriola Blues

When you bite the curb
Crying for mercy,
Praying for peace
I'm here to blow up your world
You will learn.
You will get, get what you deserve.

God
Fucking hell
I'm sick and tired of being abused

God.
Fucking hell.
Sick to my guts of the Meriola Blues



Credits
Writer(s): Ludvig Dahlberg, Mattias Tore Baerjed, Kim Tommy Fransson, Jan Martens
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link