Текст песни
God’s city is blinking
With the sunrays reflecting from white teeth
Of people with burnt skin
God’s city is blinking
Lying on backyard with gun in my hand
With knife in my back
With junk in my guts
Trash in my head
God’s city is blinking
No questions to ask, no dots to prove
Passion on, passion on
Get up fool, get up fool
Pleasures costs sacrificing symbols
Stunning image, losing attention
Bleaching truth
What’s an attitude?
Give me pics, strings and tones
I will tone them into walls
Give me kicks
Snares and keys
I got my weapon — stones and sticks
You got bombs and machine guns
I use my weapon to protect and lose
You use yours to destroy everyone
That get up every morning
Enjoying how god’s city is blinking
That get up every morning
Enjoying how god’s city is blinking
While I’m lying on my bed
Wake up, wake up
