ARMSTROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!! before… i told you that my sword was a tool of justice. not used for vengance. not used in anger. but now… now im not so sure. and besides… this isnt my sword. lets dance.
You’re going down you Sputnik . What? AAAHHHHHH AAAHHHHHHH . Strike back (go excited) Get them out of your way (yeah) Listen to your heart Not the voice in your head Strike back (go excited) Get them out of your way (you don’t care) If along the way is a little sacrifice Strike back (go excited) Get them out of your way (yeah) Don’t melt in the world Find your one way
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who’s to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I’ve carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we’re both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who’s to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I’ve carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we’re both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who’s to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I’ve carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we’re both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who’s to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I’ve carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we’re both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who’s to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I’ve carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we’re both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
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ARMSTROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!! before… i told you that my sword was a tool of justice. not used for vengance. not used in anger. but now… now im not so sure. and besides… this isnt my sword. lets dance.
You’re going down you Sputnik
.
What? AAAHHHHHH
AAAHHHHHHH
.
Strike back (go excited)
Get them out of your way (yeah)
Listen to your heart
Not the voice in your head
Strike back (go excited)
Get them out of your way (you don’t care)
If along the way is a little sacrifice
Strike back (go excited)
Get them out of your way (yeah)
Don’t melt in the world
Find your one way
I beg of you. put to an end your miserable existence
This has to be rate bait cuz what…
Aight ima head out
Frank 5:12
what in the hoohaa
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I’ve carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we’re both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I’ve carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we’re both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I’ve carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we’re both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I’ve carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we’re both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand
Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I’ve carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we’re both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand
yo
KYS Creator
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