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- Автор музыки
- August Burns Red
- Исполнитель
- Faiz (Вадим Банников)
- Альбом
- Found in Far Away Places
- Студия
- Fearless Records
- Текст
- We are the ghosts of the midway, the beasts of the alley
We are the livin' dead, livin' in ur nightmares
Scrapin' ourselves from the earth
Livin' as though we are dirt
Starin' like u've seen a ghost
The lowest of the low with nowhere to go
Back from the dead, now we're grovelin' at ur feet
Handcuffed for lyin' our heads as we're witherin' in the streets
Back from the dead, now we're grovelin' at ur feet
Handcuffed for lyin' our heads as we're witherin' in the streets
Fightin' for ur attention, beggin' for ur generosity
Lookin' up just to see u turn ur cheek on me
U walk on by like I'm invisible (Invisible)
All I want is to be seen as an equal
We fought ur battles, and we built ur homes
Sorry if I disturbed u
I just wish we could live like u do
Even in our most beautiful days it's dark
Just look at the world around u
There's a consequence for what we do
Pass judgment on me as u walk
Picture perfect ain't my obsession
U can't sum up my life from a first impression
Learn ur lesson
Act like u know me, but do u even know yoself?
When u got nothing, u got nothing to lose (X2)
I may have no-one else to blame, but listen to me
U and I, we were once the same (x4)