Bootleggers , You make me a fool

You make me a fool You speak to me like Im worthless homeless you make me a fool You think I can t see your pride and hubris You make me a fool You build your empire of passions And you confident in your rightness you make me a fool Maybe your love is blindness But I saw the light and now It s my turn to be cruel It s my turn to be cruel It s my turn to be cruel It s my turn to be I have never used my anger to hurt people whom I really feel and love. I have never used my hatred to breaking hearts and know that this is not enough. I have never been so close to the edge of the madness of revenge I have never tried to pass this stage been so enraged but it was before You make me a fool. You check my mind. You invent a rule. Do you want to obey Your imagination has no limits. You explain all the threat. but I have exhibits. It s all a lie that my eyes see, And refuse to believe that it can be. Now it s time, I will not wait for change I ll cross the line. Destroy and rearrange. Сhorus