Call The Cops (IT) - Gattini lyrics

Here are the tough ones who live a no fear life The mess in my head, finds order through spikes My body is a notepad of pain and d**h signs I'll tattoo my face, you won't look me in the eyes Lean the head on my shoulder you'll probably find d**h The bullets in my belt, say I know no regrets This is Raw Punk man, no jingling There's one hundred and six skulls inked under my skin Still I can't really sleep well at night Not sure if it's a matter of speed or lice Being honest I think that I have one thought: It's like my head is a plug in "outlet-less" wall So wouldn't you f**ing hold my head tight? (Don't mess my spikes) Somewhen in life I must have kinda realised Teddy bears in this world, won't live without studs Like a heart that's broken you'll turn it into stone But the love that's gone bad, it's my trust in the world Well then it's no wonder how precious are those arms Which keep my head safe when outside it's dark I'm the luckiest on earth I'm the king of the world My war is no big deal when I can count on your love And now all the evil in the world Can knock on my door and sleep on my floor 'Cause when you hold my head tight Hitler's a puppy and d**h is a cake We are brave we are bright We are good to die in the fight 'Cause my house's in your arms Even if d**h's the price Mine, mine, mine, mine