Ten long years, it's time to admit it This place has never changed, it all stays the same Tear down the sellouts, fill the yards with holes Then walk away
They made it, right Like birds of prey, dive down where you lay Did everything feel right? Can you call this home?
Stale eyes on quiet streets Wrapped up with iron birds Contracts and offers, fill the yards with holes Then walk away
You made it, right Like birds of prey, dive down where they lay Did everything feel right? Can you call this home?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
