Lyrics:
of everything under the sun
Try to stick to you like molasses
Fodder for the masses
It's just more (It's just more)
Fodder for the masses fodder for the masses
You’re cannon fodder in the culture wars.
Cannon fodder in the culture wars,
You’re cannon fodder in the culture wars,
“They’re not like you and me, so
Længe har jeg trådt min vej
Hvor er mine fødder dog ømme
Mørket er tæt og vinden sej
Lys lygtemand lys Vis mig vej – skatten vil jeg finde
Hvor er
A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United
I'm just a sweet little soldier
No, no, no, no, no
You can't blame me
After all, I'm just honor mad cannon fodder
Honor mad cannon fodder
I'm
Arrow in the guts
From a fucking crossbow
Bleeding through
Cannot stop the blood flow
Coffin fodder
Coughing blood
Coffin fodder
Coughing blood
internet gangsters cause they some fucking bitches
Hold you bitches by the neck, and put you bitches under water
Y'all simply cannon fodder
(Hold you bitches
fødder, ben så jeg kan stå
Jeg vil godt ha' fødder så jeg kan snørre mig et par snørebånd,
er der ik nogen der vil gi en hånd, så jeg kan komme ud og gå
med
You won't remember me
Cannon Fodder
Sent to the fight
Not ready to die
Death faces me on every side
An unmarked grave
That's all I'll be
My Destiny
A bird fell to earth
Reincarnated from her birth
She had a fodder in her brain
Dust inside her wings
She flitted here and there
United States,
rules
No return
All my heroes
Fighting legions
Crucified in flames
Cannon fodder
Rivers of red
Russian roulette
Gambling hypocrites
Cannon fodder
Leaving scars
And crashing cars
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
It's my life
For
Have you ever thought it'd be a walk in the park
You can't stop and look around or you're fodder for shark
You can't reach my heart cos it's writhen
Yea you caught me at a bar sipping
Scotch girl
Yeah yeah you caght me at bar
Drowning heart burn
Yea you threw to the wolves
Like fodder
There's
det føles som om jeg letter fra jorden
Jeg er flyvende, jeg er flyvende
Flyvende, jeg er flyvende
Verden forsvinder under mine fødder
Jeg er flyvende,
Rotten fodder
Crop, failure
Your mother suppressed you when you were a baby
Hitler's rotten fodder
Keep your head off of my door
Fill your head
Tænker vi ku' ta' til Malibu
Hvert sekund her føles som deju vu
Verden for din' fødder lige nu, ja
Jeg hører fra din' veninder, du gik forbi,
egoet
der er blevet favoriseret
selvom hjertet betroede
At I dig havde du det gode
Hele verden for dine fødder
men han sætter en stopper
lykkepiller
Frimærket forevigt
Hurtig på mine fødder både nat og dag,
Hvis du hopper fra er der ikke meget tilbage,
Så uforudsigelig, det ikke nyt for mig,
as it may feel
To spin a dizzy spoke in a rusted wheel
There are no meaningless miles for a globetrotter
Fodder for the highlight reel
What goes unnoticed
Your rotting fodder down in my eyes
Climb the ladder up into the sky
Your rotting fodder down in my eyes
Climb the ladder up into the sky
Your rotting
Fodder has no identity
Has no touch with reality
It was born in poverty
Which they call "stability"
Sec-Gen, or Tzar, or President
Church,
Vi vender ikk' om, selv når der' langt
Ingen kolde fødder, hvis der bli'r varmt
Tænker ikk' på dem, ikk' ham og ham
For ingen af dem vil se mig
Dine tårer vil blive til støv
Og glitre mens de flyver bort
Vores fødder vil lette
På flyvende tæpper af lyn
Luk nu dine øjne i
Jeg kalder når vi
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