Magazine - Thank You текст песни

Looking at the devil

Grinning at his gun

Fingers start shaking

I begin to run

Thank you for letting me be myself again

Bullets start chasing

I begin to stop

We begin to wrestle and

I was on the top

I want to thank you ...

Thank you for the party

I could never stay

Many things is on my mind

Words in the way

Thank you ..