The burden of pity will show In the people that we used to know Have you got enough strength to carry it off Jacksons, Monk and Rowe Jacksons, Monk
They're looking for you high and low Now there's nowhere for you to go So you'll just have to come out and face the music Jacksons, Monk and Rowe Long
You don't have to be Afraid of standing on The ground Be yoursel be what you are! You don't have to shame yourself You got to be proud Be yourself
I will never speak again for my own good My heart is bleeding because lies are killing me I had it all and I don't need it Need unusual conversation
A few good reasons to stay on the line you're a friend of mine, you'd better listen to me what I say and I will make you a better day. A few good reasons
It's a kind of music that is Making me mad A happy metal music which is inside my head I see the monsters in the darkness around I won't complain
She said that she loves me more than I do it's true it's true, she said that I got to read "the message is for you" I love you, I love you is there something
Johnny is a boy he spends all day in a pub Drinking coffee drinking whiskey He couldn't live without. He is just a boy and his life is just a joy
Every morning when I Wake up tired - when my Dreams become real Quiet. I stuff my ears and I close my eyes. I feel the Worms inside my head What
I hate the town where the kids are falling down, the place they used to go I wanna be around, feels good when I'm in the crowd and the music is so loud
I went into my favourite market I went just to buy my sweets Stop thinking about tomorrow Resounding in my head Go go to buy your sweets Dreams and
Give me some time I wanna make a presentation Give me some time I wanna give an explanation Rado, Slavc, Picinini You don't wanna dance Piss in
Jump, jump? Everyday suffering and endless pain, strange feelings are driving you insane Living by the never ending rules we play, is that what we got
I smell the problems on my way I think it's not the first time I've been there Wrong situation makes me mad I hope it's an illusion War generation
Every morning the same old story, I don't care and I'm not worried! In the morning when I wake up and I feel all right, in the morning when I step out
It's not my war you're fighting now And I don't wanna be a part (not this time) Too many times I trusted you before But I fell in a hole. You are
We just start this race about the time, where you got to play rough if you wanna survive. It's not hard to face another day if you believe that you can
No one else is gonna make you this adventure real, no one else can look it through your eyes, No one else can give you back the sense of humour, no one
