Текст песни Blaze Bayley - The King Of Metal

Текст:

They Trample the weak Run from the strong Smile as they laugh at my song Sociopathic thieves no sentiment or conscience It isn't personal it's business with a vengeance Describing my life as inferior a tax loss And they are stealing everything you try to give me But You are the King They Have no respect Condescending Bastards that don't know a thing They want me looking like a model that's a smack head Not really caring O.D. vomit or shotgun It's a fact that sales always increase after death For parasitical self righteous business rodents But You are the King Of Metal

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