Back on track after years of distraction The truth is an effect I couldn't find in the peace Try dealing with authentic situation Caught in between dreams
Death and destruction, easy solution Follow the leader, mass confusion Young kids screaming, revolution Prophets talking about evolution On TV, prime
Whatever happened to your faith and dedication? Your wish to demolish the white city walls. I heard you a hundred times saying i feel unstoppable, and
Some you win, some you lose Another broken promise, another excuse Where lies the trust in those you know When the wheel starts to spin The competition
I creatively freestyle my way through the concrete I stick and move like boxers do Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance I Dance like a butterfly and I sting like
He's a smalltown rebel, one of the few true fighter souls. A concreat devil, always kicking and out of control. Raised in the ruins of a broken home,
I do my best to stand up straight, keep my feet on solid ground. All i need is my loyal, my loyal companions six strings and the explosive sound. I'm
The pattern, I see it so clear The world shakes, we're trembling in fear, We've gone astray we've lost direction The world breaks down in tears Broken
If I give it all things will remain Well hard work is my middle name It's all I ever wanted Now give it to me again If I give it all things will remain
Man I got to tell you this feeling inside i get when, me and my boys are synchronized. Like a little explosion in what's left in my brain, telling me
I still have that feeling I always thought it would disappear But just like a faithful dog It followed me throughout the years I've got a place I've got
The snow comes falling down The flakes do their best to cover up the ground And I'm inside looking out The sun has swept away to make place for the night
Bombraids, dead cities, bombraids, dead citizens. Casualties civilian government destruction. More bombs, more cities, more burning bodies for the cause
Well I never heard a thing for free Never had a bright star to guide me But I tell you: I'm going all the way I know it sounds like a cliche It's my
In these days of hate and divison It's a gift to have someone you can trust Someone to share every little thing with The good times, and the daily musts
Sometimes I get this creeping fear I don't know where to, where to go from here Everything seems like a waste of time It's so frustrating Everything comes
You tricked me, made me believe the boy deserves another shot. Empty words without any meaning, you really but me on the spot. I thought I made a good
Sometimes I feel like time is running out on me As if my hands turn way too fast My mind is one step ahead of me And me I'm stuck in the past And it's