Текст песни 13 - D.I.y

D i y

Your mohawk is shorter
I shaved my own
But longing does not fuck
I remained who I was.
And while my pump
Drives blood over the edge
I will not betray him
This is my D I Y!

This is a drive, this is a challenge
This is a protest
Against those who only
Shaves, sleeps and eats.
Who can't afford
Myself wave over the face
This is their cross
This is my D I Y!

Patches, rivets, badges
Breeds of Old School
That is all that remains
From the counterculture.
But somewhere in the heart
Stored fuse
I will be faithful to him
This is my D I Y!