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More lyrics from an open mind. I try to write what I feel and not always succeeding in what I want to express. A crazy thing the mind. My thoughts and opinions in this book as with other books written by me are my own opinion and do not seek to insult or persuade anyone else.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015
You take my money,
And you bring me down,
You make me see,
What I haven’t found,
Alcohol,
You make me do what I shouldn’t do,
You make me want,
To try all things new,
You lift me up then leave me blue,
You make me write,
What I deem true,
Alcohol,
You’re tearing me apart,
You’re breaking my spine,
You’re lifting me up,
Pushing me out of line,
You’re pulling me two,
Don’t know where to hide,
You’re giving me hope,
With no place to hide,
Alcohol,
I have dreams of what I could never do,
I lift you up and see right through you,
When I’m on a high,
I come down blue,
All because of,
Alcohol,
CHORUS
I can leave you,
But you drag me in,
I can convince myself,
Then you give me sin,
You enjoy taking me places,
I have never been,
All because of,
Alcohol,
CHORUS
I have dreams of what I could never do,
I lift you up and see right through you,
When I’m on a high,
I come down blue,
All because of,
Alcohol,
Polished boots march on cobbled stones,
Metal grey guns and uniforms,
War is coming, not going away,
Many are saying their goodbyes today,
Planes are flying, high above,
The sign of peace is a pure white dove,
No-ones dying, out of love,
Their dying for an honest wage,
Bullets, bombs and I.E.D’s,
Another page in history,
So many words that were written before,
So many lives just to settle a score,
Bullets, bombs and I.E.D’s,
Another general looking for a name,
Another town going down in flames,
Another man, not taking the blame,
War is coming,
CHORUS
Another son is dying,
Another son has gone,
Another mother crying,
Bullets, I.E.D’s and another bomb,
CHORUS
Another son is dying,
Another son has gone,
Another mother crying,
Bullets, I.E.D’s and another bomb,
Polished boots march on cobbled stones,
Metal grey guns and uniforms,
War is coming, not going away,
Many are saying their goodbyes today,
Am I the monster?
That you believe,
When I tell you,
All that I can see,
Am I the demon?
From which you cannot hide,
When I show you,
All the things you try to find,
The truth only hurts,
When it’s not a lie,
The vision which I see,
I will not hide,
I will never roll over,
Just to save your pride,
I say, what I see
If I tell you that things are wrong,
If I tell that places don’t belong,
Don’t look at me, like I’m a fool,
I will say what I see,
8 months in the real world,
Is nothing to such a young girl?
Get off your ass,
Switch off the T.V,
Go and get laid,
And set yourself free,
CHORUS