Wolves Songtext
von Calendar

Stand up right now
And hit me like there′s no tomorrow
Hit me with all, hit me with all
The sugar I'm dead
This is the night, our night
The ones we′ll escape from the sorrow
Is there a god planning the worst
We're standing right here
Killing the dead with dances
This is the night and we're dressed to kill
Speedy boys
Stand up right now
And hit me like there′s no tomorrow Hit me with all, hit me with all
The sugar I′m dead
This is the night, our night
The ones we'll escape from the sorrow
Is there a god planning the worst
We′re standing right here
Killing the dead with dances
This is the night and we're dressed to kill
Speedy boys
Killing the dead with dances
This is the night and we′re dressed to kill
Speedy war