Bread Zeppelin Songtext
von No One Good

I can′t breathe
Suffocating
We're marching down
The pace you set
You keep me down
Under your thumb
But we march on
Towards the show

Cold Truth
Cold truth served chilled, freedom ice
Pumps in veins your death denied
Only when your crooked fingers cross
Will you have permission for your heart to stop
Deadbeat
Bootlick
Scapegoat
Darrel


Go ahead and make things difficult
Not like it mattered in the first place
What′s so wrong with the easy way out
Can't fucking look me in my face
Deadbeat
Bootlick
Scapegoat
Darrel

Drop your ego

Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings
Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings
Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings
Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings

Slime
Puppet King
God of the Weak
Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings
Please keep me
Cut my strings, release me, cut my strings
Don't wanna be free