Текст (слова) песни: Nerve Agents, the - A Sad History
Shackled to greatness It`s for your bet interests nothing less but the best my dear Dagged down this road of status by fools There has been sickness at play, I fear It`s all been mapped out for you Since you were a twinkle in their eyes Unfortunatly, my dear, this is for them Your thoughts, disregarded as petty and childish Shut your mouth, cause your life is planned A sad history I will walk my own direction Following my heart, seeing where it takes me Strike your match, light your candle For each and every day of your life that you don`t see me Don`t burn down the house, waiting for me
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