Texty:
War Of Words A Light At The End Of The Tunnel

night that hate drowned in a glass And we made history of the past Cos we all might fall into the darkest holes But we still might find the light again

above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your

traumatic That can make you a calm in the chair, hand on the napalm at it You niggaz don't want no static, 'cause I have you breathing light - you'se

border Lookin across, the window, not a nympho Lookin at my man, the Jedi duck when the lead fly My man just took a picture, so I just snapped it Lookin at

above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your

won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge

[Words & Music by Josh Kramer] The darkness is coming to a close And in it's grip held fears untold There is a light at the end of the tunnel The shackles

won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge

traumatic That can make you a calm in the chair, hand on the napalm at it You niggaz don't want no static, 'cause I have you breathing light - you'se