One Last Show E

All my life wanna be free or Die. For me and you, it's too late to Love or hate. It's too late. For me and you. It's too late to love or hate. We all made mistakes which cost our freedom or Death. And now we must make a choice to Die or to breath. For all our sins, you have to pay. Or otherwise, you have to leave. And when you've known the price of life, Do you wanna die or do you wanna fight? So I have only one question. You have these choices, could you say that I'm Alive? And you can blame them, This fucking ride, this fucking ride. And when the time comes to judge them all, I want the power and might. It's time. It doesn't matter how old you are, 'cause we are all a part of One. It doesn't matter how old you are, 'cause we are all a part of this world. I, I take a shotgun and go to the Street to arrange a leash of poor people greet. These bullets allows me to feel free. Justice on fire wherever you see. I want just to survive. So set me free, Or let me die. Now I want to survive. My world is hot and empty. I wanna go home. This suffering prepares me for one last Show. So while my angel saves me, I won't let Go. I ask you to get ready for one last Show. My world is hot and empty. I wanna go home. This suffering prepares me for one last Show. So while my angel saves me, I won't let Go. I ask you to get ready for one last Show. Let's have some fun with these fucking guns and Release. How do you like this cocktail? It's just blue, blue, blue. Let's have some fun with my death. How do you like this fucking mess? One last show, show, show.