Letra de Wedding - Poli�a

All white wedding
Barricades and cocaine
Cecil sergeant soldier
We don't even know his name

Brim brim when we lose they win
Keep it cooking
All the cops want in
Brim brim when we lose they win
Saying hands up
The bullets in
God so silent
Bed of nails
Chains that sail
Ash and rope
Pay my bail

All around me fire
Every voice is like a click
Trigger after trigger
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We don't even know we're sick

Leaders, we have none
The worst, the worst of their ways
No such things as make-ups
We don't even know their ways

Brim brim when we lose they win
Keep it cooking
All the cops want in
Brim brim when we lose they win
Saying hands up
The bullets in
God so silent
Bed of nails
Chains that sail
Ash and rope
Pay my bail