Your Bread

Locked in my brain, there are thoughts of despair and of pain.
But in my heart I stay clear of the deeds that will drain

And they get you when you're on your knees
And they tell you that it's some disease
And it hurts to watch it grab a hold
And it's steeling everything that's
Old and pure inside

Look at them grow they are feeding on fright that you sow
Handing you lies and the lies in disguise seem to grow

And they get you when you're on your knees
And they tell you that it's some disease
And it hurts to watch it grab a hold
And it's steeling everything that's
Old and pure inside

It's getting to a point
When all will be in danger
It's getting to a point
When everyone's a stranger

It's getting to a point
When life becomes a lie
And you have turned your back on all in need - to just survive
And you will let it go

Changing the truth they are selling to youth and the blind
We must stand tall we must hinder the fall and this crime

And they get you when you're on your knees
And they tell you that it's some disease
And it hurts to watch it grab a hold
And it's steeling everything that's
Old and pure inside

It's getting to a point
When life becomes a lie
And you have turned your back on all in need - to just survive
And you will let it go

And cast away
Your bread, your bread, your bread ...



Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Erik Harald Helleblad, Johan Norrby, Carlgren Johan Lars Ragnar, Henriksson Jan-henrik Peter, Hellenberg Niklas Nicka
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