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Στοίχοι: Defiled (The). Grave Times. In The Land Of Fools.


Crack down,
Breathe out a sigh of relief we can all be forgiven,
Great lies,
Disguise the interests of us in your heart, yeah right,
There is no other place for us to go, I'll see it well, this is farewell
In this land of fools, I know that we, we can be kings, so it begins

Beaten to the ground, we'll stagger in again
Hung out to dry with swollen blistered skin
March on tomorrow, uncertain times ahead
These hopes and smiles they've turned to nervous grins

Singled out again, this thing we've all been through
Have you listened to yourself?
So easily crippled by you

No chance
You made no effort to see what could come out of nothing
Dig deep
Stand out; don't want to be there, when you'll come to regret it
And I hope it's working out for you, you're underwhelmed, you're underwhelmed
In this land of fools, I know that we, we can be kings, so it begins

Beaten to the ground, I knew you'd see the day, hung out to dry and all your dreams are strayed
March on tomorrow, uncertain times ahead.
These hopes and smiles, they've turned to nervous grins

Singled out again, this thing we've all been through
Have you listened to yourself?
So easily crippled by you

Decisions that frame this thing
Now witness your once true life
Decisions that frame this thing
That people will call your life

Singled out again, this thing we've all been through
Have you listened to yourself?
So easily crippled by you
Defiled (The)