Too Sick (To Be Your Friend)

Testo di Too Sick (To Be Your Friend)

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Thousand miles Falling down, stop the weeping Hide to survive Hell increased Where the sun seems to die Cross the line To your final trip The fight behind the mask Nobody knows no one My skin cries I won’t die for a weeding Made of lies and blood Creeping sounds When the boy lose the way All his faith, far from home Why? Tonight I’m sick of this Generation full of foolish Try!! Decide to throw your fist For a courageus nation The fight behind the mask Nobody knows no one The beast under your bed God fingers around your neck See your life, you’re turning into shit I don’t mind, you’re fallin' down to hell Why? Tonight I’m sick of this Try!! Decide to throw your fist For a courageus nation Thousand miles Falling down, stop the weeping Hide to survive Hell increased Where the sun seems to die Cross the line To your final trip Why? Tonight I’m sick of this Generation full of foolish Try!! Decide to throw your fist For a courageus nation The fight behind the mask Nobody knows no one The beast under your bed God fingers around your neck See your life, you’re turning into shit I don’t mind, you’re fallin' down to hell