Disturbed

Letra de Sons Of Plunder

Letras de Disturbed

"Sons Of Plunder"

WRAH WRAH Tell me you like it (x2)
 
 You say you've found yourself a new sound
 The shit's loaded and ready to go
 A bit too much just like the old sound
 Already heard it for the hundredth time
 One hundred more, another same sound
 Running around with all the sheep that you know
 "It sounds sublime, they're breaking new ground"
 "They should have another hit this time"
 
 Come on
 Can't you just leave it alone?
 It doesn't have any soul
 Just find a thing of your own
 And stop pretending to know
 
 As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
 All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
 All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
 Give it to me
 Give it to me
 You like that?
 
 I'm still surrounded by the "new sound"
 I've had enough and I'm ready to go
 I strangle hope throughout the world now
 The new obsession will fade in time
 I fear reminder of the past now
 All convoluted hardly ready to go
 Their whines and moans will never last now
 I think you've given us a few this time
 
 Come on
 Can't you just leave it alone?
 It doesn't have any soul
 Just find a thing of your own
 And stop pretending to know
 
 As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
 All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
 All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
 Give it to me
 Give it to me
 You like that?
 
 As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away
 Makes me question just what I believe
 Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved
 Makes me search for an answer
 I don't want to know!
 It's like a plague from below!
 Killing all that I know!
 One hundred voices the same
 Drench their sorrow with fame
 
 As the countless numbers hunger for world wild renown
 All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
 All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
 Give it to me
 Give it to me
 
 As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
 All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
 All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
 Give it to me
 Give it to me
 You like that?
 Tell me you like it
 Tell me you like it
 Tell me you like it
 Tell me you like it
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