Текст песни Johnny Mnemonics — Army Of Saints

And socket fields, flying chances in the air
I wana home, dancing twisted on the сhair
Around trouble rockets, bowling bodies like a dolls
I close my head, dream, what about duty calls

The pussy kill in heart, the bullets kill in head
When you be a small, you don't wona all it heard
The lie around you, the lie around world
Nobody trust in Jesus, but that only hardest sword

Chrous:

Army of saints - saving.
The give sheet

You want to complete
The mission on dead field?