Towards Love Songtext
von Gutter

Raise your sons as little shits
And your daughters to fucking bow to them
Once uneasy in their own skin
Tell them to fucking thicken it

Society built
On breaking those
Not like the form
Not like the mold
A dream set out
For you and me
Ripping apart
Our sanity


Desire will look towards love
And that can be enough
To find your sense of pride
Guilt won′t stand a chance with time

Society built
On breaking those
Not like the form
Not like the mold
A dream set out
For you and me
Ripping apart
Our sanity

We can't find strength in those who hate
No words we can articulate
But hope comes from the ones we trust
To hear our thoughts, to share our love