Freedom or Suicide Songtext
von Treponem Pal

Down on my knees with the gun on my head
I see them coming we are close to the end
I scream i bleed blood all over the walls
The cops are coming they are calling my name

I see the crowd standing all around
They want to see the face of the clown
I don′t have no regrets i don't have no remorse
There′s no surrinder, we are close to the end
I don't have no regrets, don't have no remorse
I guess it′s done, well i′m already dead


Visions of fury i can feel the crowd
Voices are screaming! they want the head of the clown
Now it's too late, there′s nothing left to be found
A smell of murder, freedom or suicide by cop

I always know i always know it would come to this
I always knew it would turn this way
I can't take it anymore
I can′t stand it again
Kill kill kill myself again
No surender
Never surender
Bullets and holes destroying my head
Freedom! freedom! i guess it's done; i′m already dead
Freedom or suicide by cop
Freedom or suicide by cop

A life of killing! criminally insane
Prison is flowing; running through my veins