Music: Pierre Roume
Looking at my feet
That's steps heavy so low
No reason to sleep and nowhere to go
I have no other choice than to go ahead.
I was never taught to lose myself.
They were so tired.
To holding the line
And now she's suicide
I wouldn't dry
The rage of my mind
Will keep me alive
Till I will die
They were so tired.
To holding the line
and now she's suicide
I wouldn't dry
The rage of my mind
Will keep me alive
Till I will die
Mama rocked me
Pa gave me courage.
Surrounded by pain
surrounded by rage
I've got no words to talk bout all this shit.
Most importantly, it's where I'm leaving.
They were so tired.
To holding the line
And now she's suicide
I wouldn't dry
The rage of my mind
will keep me alive
till I will die
They were so tired.
To holding the line
And now she's suicide
I wouldn't dry
The rage of my mind
Will keep me alive
Till I will die
Keep me alive
They were so tired.
To holding the line
And now she's suicide
I wouldn't dry
The rage of my mind
Will keep me alive
Till I will die
I will find
I will find
I will find
I will find
Find