Broken Legs, Pt.3
Every day a fight, Every day a death, Every day an attack Feeling your sore leg You wear balls and chains Until you lose the track A new strick is coming And you still not realised That your age is fading And your dreams are blown apart This is a war of nonsense Make no return Your will get burned Alone in the world Alone in the herd There ‘s no hope in trying Go ! At the end of line Don’t forget all days When you live free unchained You’ve not seen the sign Digging your own grave Until you lose the game New victims are coming And you start to realise That your age is fading And your dreams are come apart Have you seen the gap, are you triggered the devils trap Horizon turns to black, Evil destroys This is a war of nonsense Make no return Your will get burned Alone in the world Alone in the herd There ‘s no hope in trying This is a war of nonsense Make no return Your will get burned Alone in the fall Alone, all in all There ‘s no hope in trying Find my way, arrival Inside my desperate mind Find my way, arrival Inside my desperate mind
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