were in, were out, the King wakes up to find himself without his throne for what it matters for the kingdom come, what can be done? I've banged my head, against you guns for all thats happened i've travelled out myself alone through darker doors than you have known the price of laughter the unintended consequence of not my place to know again our sails are tattered
find your own way home lifes a lonely road times our only hope this is my world and, and I'm willing it
pick a side, pick a road or this world will fail you and i or we fade come again, come alone or this world will fail you and i or we fade
how clearly we can see the day ahead if you would care to bother, sir as if I matter the endless list of bodies buried underneath the weight of war and all for nothing the pill I have to swallow everyday to keep the past at bay christ why I bother the hazy steps ahead leave me without a dime to throw away the storm is hollow
find your own way home lifes a lonely road times our only hope this is my world, and I'm willing it
pick a side, pick a road or this world will fail you and i or we fade come again, come alone or this world will fail you and i or we fade
fill the world with cheap designs murderers of palestine I'll face
I imagine without you I'll fadeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.