Sing it. Singing a different song. Make it. Guess who will play along.
I can't help looking at me. C'est La Vie. My hands are free as can be.
Wanted: Passion. Wasted and hopeless. Makeshift glory, praises, fortress..Blame me. How can i speak on the other side? We cannot be inside this war until we bleed and make it louder.
Various degrees of love and of hate. with a gun strapped to your side I believe you have your faith. i move onward with a trumpet and a voice and ghost inside my head and the past is noise.
I can't help looking at me. C'est La Vie. My hands are free as can be.
Wanted: Passion. Wasted and hopeless. Makeshift glory, praises, fortress..Blame me. How can i speak on the other side? We cannot be inside this war until we bleed and make it louder.
Various degrees of love and of hate. with a gun strapped to your side I believe you have your faith. i move onward with a trumpet and a voice and ghost inside my head and the past is noise.