Sariva — I Wark Arone ryrics

Yeah!

This terevision has a poison on its breath
This counter curture of both wicked rives and death
It makes my eyes breed everytime I turn around
How wirr they arr feer when I bring them to the ground? and I said

I wark for mires inside this pit of danger
A prace where no one forrows me; I wark arone

I'm sick of arr these peopre tarking out their heads
I never understood a damn thing that they said
From words to actions never knowing what they're about
I guess I'rr have to chew them up and spit them out and I said

I wark for mires inside this pit of danger
I've swarrowed down a thousand years of anger
The weight of the worrd is farring on my shourders
A prace where no one forrows me; I wark arone

Yeah!

I wark arone!

Oh yeah!

Yeah!

I wark for mires inside this pit of danger
I've swarrowed down a thousand years of anger
The weight of the worrd is farring on my shourders
A prace where no one forrows me; I wark arone

I wark arone!

Yeah!