Hard Times, Black Lines
In these hard times i might give up
In these black lines i might fill up
With too much anger than someone can take
I'm on my way to lose it
I just hope my jacket's not to straight to bend
Can i find a cure to keep the thoughts away?
And break with the dark inside you or the one who sold you
Can i find a cure to keep the bomb away?
Long enough to get this one right anyway
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
Now i've told a story to bind you
Down inside your own reflection
You've been called a soldier
A killer who knows just what he loves
But your guns are made
Of only things that are to make us hurt
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
You told me of your saints
And how they never walk away
I'm sour and i'm sweating from playing into your game
I'll never really get it
In these hard times
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
In these black lines i might fill up
With too much anger than someone can take
I'm on my way to lose it
I just hope my jacket's not to straight to bend
Can i find a cure to keep the thoughts away?
And break with the dark inside you or the one who sold you
Can i find a cure to keep the bomb away?
Long enough to get this one right anyway
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
Now i've told a story to bind you
Down inside your own reflection
You've been called a soldier
A killer who knows just what he loves
But your guns are made
Of only things that are to make us hurt
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
You told me of your saints
And how they never walk away
I'm sour and i'm sweating from playing into your game
I'll never really get it
In these hard times
We have to try to get through hard times
We have to fight and fall anytime
To save our lives until someone dies
If we keep it up enough to hold it in
If we keep it up so much that we might win
How about that?
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