Fastball

we carry on we feed the fire
the daily run to our desire
we are hunting days we hurry up
when will we take our time to stop
i walk the line forget the day
to pass the time to get away
we scream for change
but don't have time
to rearranged a common line
no go - we're faster than the world can turn today
your so called friends
deny your needs
they bite the hands that dare to feed
we overtake ourselves
again and again
we fake to stand our man



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Koehrsen, Marten Pulmer, Hendrik Burkhard, Roman Rossbach
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