Fumes Songtext

von Fury

Got a problem, wait your turn
Shouldn't be your concern how or why I do the things I do
Now that I've paved my way
Step to me and you'll rue the day
To you I got nothing to prove
Pack your bags, it's time to go
How do you think you know exactly what or who I want to be?
They say there's more than meets the eye but your every words a lie
That even a blind man can see
Stoicism towards your sins
You'll be left behind
My tolerance ran thin with your one track mind
It's time!
Out of the blue and into the black
No time for what I love
Time to work on what I lack
You thought you had us ruled with an iron fist
The foundation you stand
It doesn't exist
End is nigh
Fuck your lies
Time to burn
Don't question why