Lyrics:
Every time in the world someone receives first aid
You can thank Clara Barton for the life that is saved
She lived out her life in a world ruled by
Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall.
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all.
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
you'll
from the bow
Free of it all
Now you'll just float away
Blowin' like leaves on the wind
The rules of the game can be changed
By the one who wins
on surrounding roofs
Traffic blocked off by SWAT troops
Evacuate the people inside
Pretend we're CNN, say Leary's dead
I just want to speak my mind
More for you
storm goes by,
I can see a light,
Prisoner of my own design,
My hands are firmly tied,
I could just fade away,
Live a life unkown,
I could be
Listen to the word, that's how word is bond
{Agallah}
Word is on the corner of Gas & the Plate
The don who got laced up by mistake
Time flies yo we
Threatened by shadows at night
And exposed in the light
Shine on you crazy diamond
Well you wore out
Your welcome with random precision
Rode
the night. There’s a reason why we preach hate, ‘cause we’re divided by our own disdain. Are we waiting to be saved? Or are we shattered by the truth we face?
of his fate No shelter by the grave - no return for the slave Yesterday is gone - only lifeless around Blood on his hand is the ticket deep down
""There is a war! Battlefields of honour deep inside my mind Fighting for my freedom My idols my ideas betrayed by your weakness The stream you're
Do it all again, get your likes up
Let 'em know you well known
A prisoner to our cell phones
That's why we call 'em cell phones, it's funny ain't
Whatcha getting out of telling that story?
Don't you think it's time to turn that page?
You talking like a life-long prisoner
But you're sitting in
Out by the neon lights
I stand with my back to the wall
Cold breeze of city night
Night when the angels might fall
This city takes no prisoners
Only
to live with vast energy
Offended by the mental imagery
That suggests livin' in poverty was really meant for me
Paternal tendencies towards chemical
I've been drunk for a week straight
Prisoner of this heartache
Soon this will pass 'Cause flood my mind
I'm just wasting my time
Locked in this
rain
Traitors, no more signing your papers
We're not born to be prisoners
We won't walk in your chains
When all is done
We will cut out your double
portals I enter pandemonium
Surrounded by corpses of souls and the ashes of angels
My igneous guide escorts me through the inferno
The burning stench
an alley
I'm sleeping in a box
I get my meals from trash cans
I guard my cart like it was Fort Knox
Can't visualize my future
I'm haunted by my past
I wake
There are shadow zones all around
We danced thick as trees
Still prisoners of wood
And in between the smoke and wines
On the dancefloor
closed so tight, not aware
Of lies despair
Born though hatred,
World's in chaos,
Show no mercy, global warfare
Tare no prisoners, save your life,
Run
It started with words in a bar on a late winter's evening
By the first flush of spring, sides were chosen
And lines were drawn
The red summer sun
pain, is the part of the game
Whipping burning chains
Burning chains
Taking no prisoners, the mob ruled the world
The heroes were falling, died by
a prisoner
And I don't even know my name
Sometimes I feel like I've been wasting precious time
Life passes by when you're slaving to the grind
What
to live with vast energy
Offended by the mental imagery
That suggests livin' in poverty was really meant for me
Paternal tendencies towards chemical
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