Fine Talkers Lyrics - Singles - Black Bomb A

I'm fed up with your lies 

I am tired of your promises. 

Your words make me sick, 

Your words make me sick, 

I am tired of your promises. 

Your words make me sick, 

Impostor of modern times 

Fine talkers, fine talkers 

You've big mouth, great defenders 

Fine talkers, fine talkers 

You could betray your mothers 

You don't know the doubt. 

Your road is sown of swindle. 

you think you're with shelter. 

Deceiver, fear our anger. 

You, policies 

You, opportunists 

You, careerists 

You, fucking liars 

You, policies 

You, opportunists 

You, careerists 

You, fucking liars 

Fine talkers, fine talkers 

You've big mouth, great defenders 

Fine talkers, fine talkers 

You could betray your mothers 

It's over, I hope it's over. 

You will not win over 

anybody anymore. 

We will stop you 

in your insane race 

Be afraid, fear me. 

take care of your ass. 

Your thirst of power 

Cannot dried up. 

You'll get wasted by your acts 

Early or late, your time will come.