Rumors

The ultimate power,
To destroy or kill.
To rule the world,
To control everything.

The ultimate gun,
Without any bullets it hurts.
I can shut you down,
I can make you toast.

Rumors have it, rumors have it,
Rumors can kill you.
Rumors have it, rumors have it,
It can destroy you.

It crawls into you,
Inside your veins.
It tries to emphasize,
Its damage in your hand.
When nothing comes as handy,
You just need to improvise,
And before you realise…

Rumors have it, rumors have it,
Rumors can kill you.
Rumors have it, rumors have it,
It can destroy you.

Rumors have it, rumors have it,
Rumors can kill you.
Rumors have it, rumors have it,
It can destroy you.

It can kill you,
Kill you ’til the end.

Rumors have it, rumors have it,
Rumors can kill you.
Rumors have it, rumors have it,
It can destroy you.

Rumors have it, rumors have it,
Rumors can kill you.
Rumors have it, rumors have it,
It can destroy you.