Cloaking کے بول

And everybody cloaking in and out Working from the same advice Everybody got their lies to shout I didn't listen when they gave the prize So keep on running from the quiet life This silence wasn't meant for you It doesn't matter where you put yourself You'll find there's nothing to hold on to Get up, get up, get up, get up soldier You got yr head screwed on Nobody change this, nobody change this I can make me count, I gotta make this count...