Thank You — текст песни (Magazine)

Looking at the devil

Grinning at his gun

Fingers start shaking

I begin to run



Thank you for letting me be myself again



Bullets start chasing

I begin to stop

We begin to wrestle and

I was on the top



I want to thank you ...



Thank you for the party

I could never stay

Many things is on my mind

Words in the way



Thank you ..