Disturbed - Sons Of Plunder

Tell me you like it Tell me you like it You say you found yourself a new sound The shit’s loaded and ready to go A bit too much just like the old sound Already heard it for the hundredth time One hundred more, all have the same sound Running around with all the sheep that you know It’s so sublime, they’re breaking new ground They’re sure to have another hit this time Come on Can’t you just leave it alone It doesn’t have any soul Just find a thing of your own And stop pretending