#DEMONACRACY INTRO Feel too much pain to even speak Sense too much shame to even weep Grabbed the moment and split Wanna take a ride and plummet down my cliff? Here right now Maybe gone Tomorrow Will this be my final bow? Leaving just a touch of sorrow. RIT How long shall I strive for survival? Can’t feel my feet. I’m still alive though Towns burned down in the name of demonacracy How far shall we go to be dead on arrival? How can this be? Hour after hour, Sailing weary seas in seek of liberty. VERSE Old woman standing ain’t finding a seat Little kids cryin’ All bones and no meat Reality’s never Looked quite this bleak My bag full of dreams Is tearing at the seams. The Ocean shakes, Feel me heart in me throat, Wonder if hell really Stinks like this boat, What would you do, if you too, had nothing to lose? RIT How long shall I strive for survival? Can’t feel my feet. I’m still alive though Towns burned down in the name of demonacracy. How far shall we go to be dead on arrival? How can this be? Hour after hour, Sailing weary seas in seek of liberty. VERSE Tanti sono i ricordi del paese lasciato, tante le speranze e nuove terre da trovare Sale e sabia del mediterraneo, sulla pelle di me nuovo schiavo soldato. Guardare il celo seduti su uno scafo, hey scappando da guerre chiamate primavere arabe, valigge di cartone legate da spago, da sud al nord del mondo sono andato RIT How long shall I strive for survival? Can’t feel my feet. I’m still alive though Towns burned down in the name of demonacracy How far shall we go to be dead on arrival? How can this be? Hour after hour, Sailing weary seas in seek of liberty. VERSE 2° If freedom’s a fruit then - I’m so ready to eat. Can’t take no more tricks - I need me a treat. Ashes to ashes and dirt to dirt, I’ll give it my all, for what it’s worth.
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 11:31:51 +0000