Bastards - Vortex

The son of the mob

Will never listen to advice

He goes his own way anyhow

It is the one who sucks the blood

From under your nails

It is the one who hits you twice

Bastards,

Now we know what we are

The daughter of mob

Will make you feel that you’re a fool

She makes her own decisions now

It is the one who makes the blood

Boil in your veins

It is the one neglecting all the rules

The kids of the mob

Will take this world all by themselves

They know they’re bastards anyway

And bastards is another word

For you and me

It is the title for us all