Dead Presidents letra

Hey Mr. Franklin it's good to have you with me.
Let's go for a walk.
I know I killed my ideals, but that is just my deal,
You shouldn't judge too hard.
Today, I realized me life has changed.
And I have to cope with myself.

I sold my soul,
Sold my soul,

Just for money to earn.
I sold my soul, but I got so many lessons to learn.
And those dead presidents were never my friends.
I'll never be happy in the end.

Hey Mr. Bankman , take care of my account please,
I got lots on it.
But isn't it ironic, that all I ever dreamed of,
Becomes my nightmare now.
And I don't have the strength to carry on.
But now it's too late to go back.

Jesus On Extasy - Letras

• 2nd Skin
• Alone
• Assassinate Me
• Beloved Enemy
• Break You Apart
• Change The World
• Church Of Extasy
• Dead Presidents
• Dead Presidents
• Direct Injection
• Drowning
• Falling
• Holy Beauty
• Lies
• Neochrome
• Nowhere Girl
• Nuclear Bitch
• Puppet
• Reach Out
• Revenge
• Second Skin
• Sometimes
• Stay With Me
• Stuck
• The Last Day Of My Life
• You Don't Know Anything