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segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2013

American Flag

Don't you know we were already dead on Sullivan Street
And their eyes were helicopters lights looking down for us?
We thought when those flags would wave we could breathe
We thought our lungs would grow, but honey, they just burst

"The twilight has fallen", they were screaming all around
Chants of proud and prophecies between bright stars
Always terrified and enslavered in the home of the brave
And now everyday is the day when the music dies

He seemed to be enjoyed, role model, son, pride and joy
But when I fell on my knees, I burned the american flag
I didn't wanted him to die young, sad, frustrated and alone
But I fell on my knees and I burned the american flag
So I'm just here sat waiting for the blow

In the day when there were hyms and candles at Camden Town
I think I almost heard you say that I would never walk alone
Faster than that lost fight would ever dare pulling me back down
With a promise to serve, some lies to tell and some surfur bombs

I give my fucking badge back 'cause it's not my duty to ensure
Their china white, their rush of blood or hollow blue blurs

Those bombs were fury and lust, steel and rust
Sticks and stones, dust and fucking bones

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