Brigata Vendetta - This Is How Democracy Dies

Nothing Left

We never got along, I guess it wasn't meant to be
Pretty much on my own from the age of 17

Running wild in the streets
Questioning authority
Running wild in the streets
Looking for some meaning

I'm not looking back
There's nothing left for me now

Looking back, I made some kind of peace
These scars that I don't hide, they taught me many things

Running wild in the streets
Questioning authority
Running wild in the streets
Looking for some meaning

I'm not looking back, there's nothing left for me

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Writer(s): Brian Zobel, Darrel Wojick, Mike Caputo
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