Тексты песен «Story Of The Year»

We fall to our knees raise our hands toward the sky Bow to the powerful without asking why We fill our glass with false sense of pride The ruling class has forced us all to demand what they supply So welcome to our new...

blood still pours down onto the page pride falls rattle we betrayed drowning in a flood of inequality false sell the true meaning of love chests swell warning from above is this the kind of balance we've been dreaming...

Yeah, here I am again My head in my hands Like a dying soul I'm a broken man Please just understand What I have become The divided one With the fail safe plan To be whole again Please don't bring me your unsung friend...