Kriminaal Lyrics

I raise my hopes awfully high,
Now I must.. stand my ground,
With the life breaking souls of youth.
I raise my hopes awfully high,
Now you must stand your ground,
With the life breaking souls of youth.
Raise it up you are the criminal,
Raise the glass for you to break,
So how does it feel to be the criminal,
Cause broken hopes calls it away..
Raise my words awfully loud,
Now you can hear no more,

My lies going down the ditch.
Raise my hopes awfully high,
Now I can stand myself
With the life breaking souls of youth.

Raise it up I am the criminal,
Raise the glass for you to break,
So how does it feel to catch a criminal,
Broken glass calls it away..
How does it feel to catch a criminal,
Raise the glass for you to break,
How does it feel to be the criminal,
Raise a glass for you to break.