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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Madball
Madball
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Freddy Cricien
Freddy Cricien
Komponist:in
Hoya Roc
Hoya Roc
Komponist:in
Matt Henderson
Matt Henderson
Texte
Will Shepler
Will Shepler
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jamie Locke
Jamie Locke
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I see the way that you're looking at me
You don't like what you see
Harassing us every chance you get
When the fuck are you gonna leave me be?
I'm getting sick of your smart-ass ways
And I don't have to play your bullshit games
[Verse 2]
Now!—Hands against the wall
Don't fucking move
Don't say a word
[Verse 3]
Now!—Hands against the wall
Don't fucking move
Don't say a word
[Verse 4]
I look in your eyes, I know you're not much older than me
Going out of your way to impress your peers and make a fool out of me
And then you wonder why some people just don't fucking care
Quick to lock us down and when in need you're just never there
[Verse 5]
Now!—Hands against the wall
Don't fucking move
And don't say a word
[Verse 6]
Help!—Where are you?
If this was you
What would you do?
'Cause I won't help you
[Verse 7]
I can't trust you any more!
Won't back down from you no more
[Verse 8]
I can't trust you any more!
Won't back down from you no more
[Verse 9]
You think that you're better than me
Give me a chance and then we'll see
Take off your badge, now talk to me
If you're the man you claim to be
Written by: Freddy Cricien, Hoya Roc, Matt Henderson, Will Shepler
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