Lyrics of Revolutions

Axxis

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You are not my enemy
You live like a drunk
You're fat, bad and still agree
All this tv junk

I'm hot like a rhythm - beating the drums
Now i'm a rebel - stick to my guns
Maybe i'm sick - going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell

My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me, i open the door
My revolutions for a modern dream
Come let us go to extremes

I'm not your enemy
I fan the flames of truth
Your fate and my destiny
Will change our views

But i'm hot like a rhythm beating the drums
Now i'm a rebel - stick to my guns
Maybe i'm sick - going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell

My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me - i open the door
My revolutions for a better life
Against all odds i will survive

Maybe i'm a loser baby, maybe i'll be wrong
But i know i will always carry on ...to fight

Go out of this hell - hell - hell
Hear my rebel yell - hear my rebel yell

My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me, i open the door
My revolutions for a modern dream
Come let us go to extremes -
To extremes - to extremes

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