You were going home Last day was to end never seen again Only seventeen He was there for you calling out your name Lisa watch out in the night
This is so unfair Flying far never coming back
So this is the air What if we could call spirits Back to us alive Chances are too slim
Hold me down inside When I caught you in the alley I'm pretty sure that you will die
She will dance in silent hill A dance that is so still Flowers on the ground
The rain is all that sounds We lift our heads in air To see the meaning of this war Against your own soul
Life is too short To find yourself afraid of his sort This is not like the plan You just thought that it had a longer span
Your family Won't see your face Anymore Or not even your grace
She wants to dance I will pray What if it was my daughter? Hold me down I will kill The creep that took Your life
Life is too short To find yourself afraid of his sort This is not like the plan You just thought that it had a longer span
Experience the being Not much longer than you're seeing Further away from your frame Who's the man to blame?
Life is very frail It's so easy to fail Climb out of the hole It's a mission to get up with your soul
Compositores: Niklas Olov Anders Kallgren (Niklas Olov Anders Kaallgren) (STIM), Oskar Jens Cedermalm (STIM)Editor: Fuzzorama PublishingAdministração: Sentric Music Limited (UBC)ECAD verificado obra #19555470 em 02/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM