All youve taken, all forsaken Where you gonna go? No one told you how it would be Half to scale, ache for shelter Stare into the sun You can look but you wont see
Where are you gonna go? The rise before the fall When youre just sick of it all When youre just sick of it all
Fly so high youre going die When one has broken wings No one told you how it would be The power between the highs and lows drowns yourself again Its where you find that youre free
Where are you gonna go? When nothing is left that you know The rise before the fall When youre just sick of it all When youre just sick of it all When youre just sick of it all
Where are you gonna go? When nothing is left that you know The rise before the fall When youre just sick of it all When youre just sick of it all When youre just sick of it all
Compositor: Zachary Phillip Wylde (BMI)Editor: Round Hill Lyrics (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #27026080 em 06/Abr/2024