Hooligan - Furious Trauma

We are no angels

We are the ones you hate

We’ve got no halos

We live to agitate

Yeah

Enemy colors and souls will burn

Yeah

Sticks and stones will break their bones

Yeah

We are the riot

We are the ones to blame

We are the fighting

We are the ones insane

We draw attraction

We always cross the line

We ar the sour grape

The grap that spoils the wine

Yeah

Enemy colors and souls will burn

Yeah

Sticks and stones will break their bones

Yeah

Yeah

Enemy colors and souls will burn

Yeah

Sticks and stones will break their bones

Yeah

We are no nice guys

We are the ones who fight

We are the rise up

We are the blood and guts

We are the time bomb

We are the code of red

We are the outrage

We are the hooligans

Yeah

Enemy colors and souls will burn

Yeah

Sticks and stones will break their bones

Yeah

Yeah

Enemy colors and souls will burn

Yeah

Sticks and stones will break their bones

Yeah

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