I'm a red-blooded roughneck son of a bitch
I'm a goddamned аmerican сapitalist
I've got a kill-'em-all, give-a-shit license to hate
I'm that one-shot, one-kill bringer of fate
I don't wanna believe I'm empty
I don't wanna admit I'm wrong
I don't wanna regret who I've become where I belong
I'm an аmerican сapitalist
War is the answer like I told you before
You're a coward with no power just a stain on the floor
If you're a man, be a man, and stop runnin' your lips...
Round 3 — no mercy — it's the way of the fist
I don't wanna believe I'm empty
I don't wanna admit I'm wrong
I don't wanna regret who I've become where I belong
I'm an аmerican сapitalist
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