Besedila: Lostprophets. Start Something. We Still Kill The Old Way.

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So here we go again
Another time, but it feels the same
Got sick of waiting here
Set sail on concrete wings
No survivors left to see
Too late for the walking dead

We'll make it on our own
Breathing our own air
Cuz no one else will care
No one really knows
Need more room to shout
Time is runnin out
But even through your doubts
We will still be here
We will still be here!

See it all, I see it all
Still kill, still kill the old way
I'm gonna die before I fold
And try to sink me

You and I doin different things
People hide but I see their face
One that's full of hate
Their apathy's not affecting us
Maybe they ride on a different bus
Realize that we'll never change

We'll make it on our own
Breathing our own air
Cuz no one else will care
No one really knows
Need more room to shout
Time is runnin out
But even through your doubts
We will still be here
We will still be here!

See it all, I see it all
Still kill, still kill the old way
I'm gonna die before I fold
Just try to sink me

Oh-oh last time I'll fold
Oh-oh this is the last time I'll fold

See it all, I've seen it all
Still kill, still kill the old way
I'm gonna die before I fold
No one's savin me