Survival Of The Fittest Biohazard текст и слова песни

Only the strong survive

Living all these days for myself, not you

Mind your own business I do what I do

All of you who like to preach all day

Now hear what I have to say

The smell of leather makes me high

I feel good inside when you cry

nor remorse is felt when you sigh

because skin keeps me warm and dry


To wear my boots, I'll take a hide

To feed my face, I'll kill with pride

In this world of survival

Those with strength will have no rival

I'll smile as I drive down the street

sitting in my car with plush leather seats

survival of the fittest and that is the beat

and I eat all of the meat