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Artiste:
Turisas
Titre:
Fear The Fear
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Bravery As we've all seen on TV Explosions and swords Hot girls in reward And in the games you play You are the hero of the day But outside that land Your head's in the sand And you think you are bold, and you think you are brave When push comes to show, you know it's a feign You're better off if you choose to abstain Your fear is your true grave Turn your head From all the things you dread It will keep you alive At least for a while And all your sympathy Is like flowers and tea Sent by the man Who betrayed your clan You have covered your eyes, you have covered your ears So easy to hide from confronting your fears Sooner or later it will all end in tears The cry that no-one hears Good morning world, this is your wake-up call It's not your war you say, while you turn your head away A thousand deaths for you to die before you fall Mayday, Mayday, S.M.S. ‒ Save My Soul, forget the rest Good morning world, this is your wake-up call ‒ Those who stand for nothing at all, for anything are bound to fall A thousand deaths for you to die before you fall ‒ Your lame excuses you can spare, they only live who dare! Coins you toss Weighted by your fear of loss Both sides are heads The tails between your legs And just as well as I You know what you should do and why But just falter on And hope it'd gone And you think you are bold, and you think you are brave When push comes to show, you know it's a feign You're better off if you choose to abstain Your fear is your true grave Good morning world... Die! Die you sucker die! Let me go! Let me free motherfucker! Die! Die you sucker die! Let the coward die! Time stands still For you to write your will What's left behind No way to rewind