CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ghosts Among Wolves
Verse 1 (Ninethie Music):
This ain't a war it's a game of survival
Base your hunt off instinct, basic and primal
Our denial, signified by our rival
Has only heightened tensions, the dimensions gone viral
He's raising an army, arming themselves to end a cycle
Forget their drones, their tanks, lock and load your rifles
My red dot sight, paints a target
I'm nomadic, I wreck havoc, call it magic that you started
Want to be a wolf but your strength is in the pack
Throw a bone to the dogs, their loyalty switches up in a snap
You think that you're hunting prey, nah you're wrong
To your own dismay, you were the hunted all along
Step to a ghost and lose your throat, take note of the spilled blood
Read the message we wrote, call it close as they drop with a thud
You must be mad to come against a nomad
You act bad, betrayed the states so we'll make steaks of the pack
Chorus (Ninethie Music):
I'm a wolf hunting my prey
Tear the flag down, burn the USA
Make em pay, make em shake
The lies and deceit of the USA
I'm a ghost haunting my prey
Rip the tags off of em, protect the USA
Make them shake, make them pray
Their death comes at the hands of the USA
This ain't a war it's a game of survival
Base your hunt off instinct, basic and primal
Our denial, signified by our rival
Has only heightened tensions, the dimensions gone viral
He's raising an army, arming themselves to end a cycle
Forget their drones, their tanks, lock and load your rifles
My red dot sight, paints a target
I'm nomadic, I wreck havoc, call it magic that you started
Want to be a wolf but your strength is in the pack
Throw a bone to the dogs, their loyalty switches up in a snap
You think that you're hunting prey, nah you're wrong
To your own dismay, you were the hunted all along
Step to a ghost and lose your throat, take note of the spilled blood
Read the message we wrote, call it close as they drop with a thud
You must be mad to come against a nomad
You act bad, betrayed the states so we'll make steaks of the pack
Chorus (Ninethie Music):
I'm a wolf hunting my prey
Tear the flag down, burn the USA
Make em pay, make em shake
The lies and deceit of the USA
I'm a ghost haunting my prey
Rip the tags off of em, protect the USA
Make them shake, make them pray
Their death comes at the hands of the USA
