10 Steps To Nausea
Dark Age / Eike Freese
Step 1, step 2
We're shaking hands, don't like you too
Step 3, step 4
Our egos call, now I want more
Hands on your rifles
Were facing cash on fragile ground
For bloody sake
Now my skills are worth, the bills unbound
My trifle has come here a long way, stranger
I wonder is you got it close
But all I can show, as a weak man, stranger
Is that I just got killed for the pose
Step 5, step 6
Let's play the game, I know your tricks
Step 7, step 8
I'm falling back, it's not too late
Again has proven
Who washes hands in others blood
It's you and me
The one who looses cannot see
Give in to something give in to nothing