Primal Fear - Too Much Time Lyrics
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Too Much Time
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What Are The Lyrics For Too Much Time By Primal Fear?
Too much time on my hands
I have no one to show me the rules In this virtual land I can kill And destroy all the fools I need some action some kick to my life Chasing attraction to prove what I can So no one can stop me nor tell me to quit Cause I do what I want and I rule my friend Anyplace anytime All I crave is a crime Too much time on my hands I have no one to show me the rules In this virtual land I can kill And destroy all the fools All my power all my thrill All I feel is joy while I aim In the land of reality I am nobody Got used to the levels, got used to the Thrill Need something that's higher, some real Life to kill Can't see any border, what's real and What's not Just give me a gun and the sound of a shot Anyplace anytime I will go for a crime Too much time on my hands I have no one to show me the rules In this virtual land I can kill And destroy all the fools All my power all my thrill All I feel is joy while I aim In the land of reality I am nobody Don't try to stop me Get out of my way Your blood and my bullets Are making my day! Too much time on my hands I have no one to show me the rules In this virtual land I can kill And destroy all the fools All my power all my thrill All I feel is joy while I aim In the land of reality I am nobody |
Who Wrote Too Much Time By Primal Fear?
Mat Sinner, Ralf Scheepers, Stefan Leibing, Thomas Naumann-philipp
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