I Get the girls thata??s pretty in face Real nice booty, still skinny in the waste I like the way she move when she shake it in my face (Ita??s a code
Come on, come on, hey Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night Buckwild 'cause yo, that's kind of my style Check it on the town with a girl named Kay
Some say that I will and some say I won't Victory is an elusive whore She is as easily mine as she is yours Slip and slide my way through this charade
Do you feel sorry for yourself? when you make the same mistakes, tracing your boy's hands. yeah, we all have regrets, and we all can make mistakes. tracing
Code red a??Code Red!a?? she screamed as the gun fell from her hand a??i don't deserve this go away, let me be by myself for awhile. what have i done
taking the world.. taking the world on, by yourself, when will you learn ? when will you learn on by yourself? runaway, its the only way for you to stay
Verse 1: Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night, buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style, check it, on the town with a girl named Kay-Bee, and
Belonging to an alliance For better or for worse Disloyalty gets punished If you tear down the wall Your strength of will, built on sand Footprints on
Look brave, look brave, my innocent Don't talk, these walls are thin Shield your ears Shield your ears from your vertigo Won't hear us roam 'round here
News break on the radio there`s a helicoptor raid we`ve got a kidnap victim on our hands The reason why is so unclear afternoon - filled with fear Brixton
Come on, come on, yeah Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night Buck wild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style, check it On the town with a girl named
Tell me again, yeah I'm losing you Caught, snagged in a line You're not coming through So what was it like that night? You've been running from
Some say that I will and some say I won't Victory is an elusive whore She is as easily mine As she is yours Slip and slide my way through this charade
I get the girls that's pretty in face Real nice booty, still skinny in the waste I like the way she move when she shake it in my face (It's a code red
Do you feel sorry for yourself when you make the same mistakes, tracing your boy's hands. Yeah, we all have regrets, and we all can make mistakes. Tracing
[Mitch Harris, Greenway] The code is red... Long live the code Lighting the way to a panic mode. Switched up to - switched up to subdue when the masses
Belonging to an alliance For better or for worse Disloyalty gets punished If you tear down the wall Your strength of will, built on sand Pootprints on
[Lyrics: Pawel Frelik; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek] Zeroes and ones are like cells Slowly accreting in the veins Of the great system of the world The globe
