Besedila: Cold As Life. Declination Of Independence. I Can't Breath.

Grey smoke it fills the sky, Fills your lungs, you choke inside.
Kids born with no finger nails, eyes blooshot, face is pale.
Skin it burns, your teeth are gone, Coleman Young, your time has come.
Ozone layer disappearin above, babies born into hate not outta love.
Creeps on you maybe in the night, swift, quick, daedly, there is no fight.
No one can escape this death, fill your lungs and lay your ass to rest.

I can's breath, it's killing you and me.
I can't breath, destroying you and me