I Will Refuse Songtext
von Pailhead

I will refuse!

Born as a blank page, we must pick and choose
Our destinations and the paths we′ll use
What shall we say is sacred, and what will be abused
It's no wonder, the world is so confused

Murder and weather is our only news
I will refuse!


Your offer is tempting but it′s not what it seems
You take advantage of everyone else's dreams
You create the perfect picture by dressing up the scene
Trust our hopes and lives to your death machines

Your point is not well taken
Because that's not what it means

I will refuse!

Murder and weather is our only news
And I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!