Sandmarx Backfire
I've been waiting half my life for freedom
An ambush of patience and knives
I lose myself for closure
but I'll win the ambiguous prize
My journey has just begun
Blood on my mind and a loaded gun
I plan on carrying on till this
blood is replaced with justice
My journey has just begun
Blood on my mind and a loaded gun
I plan on carrying on till this
blood is replaced with justice
Tell me have you felt
Woah, the perfect storm
Created by hands of rage and unforgotten cold
My plan is written in detail while
gathering names and news
Don't count on restoring your honor
I won't count your sorry excuses
I straightened up and strengthened all parts
that once were weakness
I've trained and I've changed mentally for years
in order to become pernicious
Woah, the perfect storm
Created by hands of rage and unforgotten cold
Woah, the sweetest sin
Backfire has got you tasting your own medicine
Mm, the sweetest sin
Mm, the sweetest sin
Tell me have you felt
Woah, the perfect storm
Created by hands of rage and unforgotten cold
Woah, the sweetest sin
Backfire has got you tasting your own medicine
