Failure Trace - Killed by Making High Lyrics


Somebody stole my assets, kill by making high

I don’t know who it was? For sure I will get it back soon

Trusted you

I have lost it and “Waiting for your turn to be”

Tears of blood eyes bleeded only pain is I posses

“Ahinsa parmon dharma” motherfucking “Ghandhi”

Well, just look at to your world’s plight, what happen to today?

Still be sun sill be moon today ain’t no remain

Opportunity you will be bleeded to death

If we (You) are gonna be killed

Nobody will give a hand

Of course, they (You) are involve in a conspiracy of your death

For you all the sufferer load your guns

You don’t have to be suffered