Black Radio - Gasoline Planet

We are the brood of bitten fruit and imposed desire,
We go to sleep in noise and in noise we wake up
We are the cure, they call us "kids of burning tires"
Detoxing heaven's garbage through our veins
You got a wary glance, cause they say there's nothing good inside me
That's what they say

Chorus : One, two, three, four, open up the door
Did you forget what we've been lookin' for ?
What we've been looking for x 2

Let's hit the drums to wake up desecrated rights
You wanna hear the scream of unborn children?
Among the scums, who's born to set and trade your life ?
And feed the hungry with the mushroom cloud
You know it's one last shot, till we open skies and swallow fire
Let's get white hot

Chorus : One, two, three, four, open up the door
Did you forget what we've been lookin' for ?
What we've been looking for x 2

Don't you ever let you dreams get killed in the gravity (killed in the gravity)
Just because you don't know how to fight with the misery (fight with the misery)
Concrete monsters try to suck you into infinity (into infinity)
Stuntmen and video-space around