My Enemies Look and Sound Like Me Songtext
von Werewolves

Show me a sane man and I will cure him for you

You can′t handle being free
My enemies look and sound like me
I can't keep track anymore
They could be capable of anything
A raging lunatic can scream truths, others call perjury

Here are the choices we make

The choices that we think we make

Yeah
Feelings make for better news than facts
Smash you with my nut sack
In this tunnel is the echo of ten-thousand maniacs

Here are the choices we make

The choices that we think we fucking make

Yeah
Wars are for kids, I′ll crush you with my balls


Whoa, this is the way it must be
Sharpening my boots on your teeth
Polished from proceeds of grief
Ejaculating a Fahrenheit scream
Fighting an obsolete war
Ashes from the necklace you wore
A cinder block just to be sure

Whoa, my rubber stamp is my tread
The concrete smashes your head

Here are the choices we make

The choices that we think we make

It's not darkest before dawn
It's darkest when the light go out
And the men in boots seize you, and
Step on your face forever

I hate most people
I look at people and I see nothing worth liking