Besedila: Suicidal Tendencies. The Art Of Rebellion. Accept My Sacrifice.

No destination set
I daze along till something finds me
Where I've been I'm not sure
I cannot see, the tears they blind me

You know that something ain't right
It's a sacrifice
Why must I pay this price
Accept my sacrifice

An emptiness so full
I cap it off with expectations
A sight not to behold
I cover all in explanations

You know that something ain't right
It's a sacrifice
Why must I pay this price
Accept my sacrifice

Sacrifice, sacrifice
Sacrifice, sacrifice

Sacrifice, it's a sacrifice
No, no, no, no, no
It's a sacrifice, no
It's a sacrifice, no

Sailing off of course, directions lost there is no exit
The captains abandoned ship, now mutiny
How could I suspect this

It's a sacrifice, accept my sacrifice
It's a sacrifice, accept my sacrifice
It's a sacrifice, accept my sacrifice
It's a sacrifice, accept my sacrifice