Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: conflictНазвание : Climbing The StairsДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : anarcho-punk punk hardcore punk punk rock anarcho punk anarcho-punk punk hardcore punk punk rock anarcho punk Видео:
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Standing alone in a mystery Standing alone in misery The start of the war, it`s the first to die So on my own, in not the place to be First, I see visions of insane men unaware on the Stairs, caught by the same gang Pure hatred on young and aged faces there`s one, two, three, but they ain`t leaving traces As someone pushes past, I`m caught right in their path. I try to respond, But this just raises a laugh A clenched fist punches hard, smashing the face I try to turn and run, but they`re all over the place I`m pulling hard on the tair rail, but this ain`t my Night my shirt rips in two, as they hold me so tight I feel a terrible blow, as something collides with Skull I fight back so hard, but the blades take their Toll so many shots on target, on the floor curled up Tight the crazed just won`t stop, Is this finally goodnight? Now a feeling so strange, something won`t let it die And can`t let them screw up the rest of our lives. I`m losing all, all track of time I feel the pain of a real life crime Boy they roar, let`s open up his head Hey you;see how far you`ve pushed this I`m now praying that someone will turn up soon I`m unaware they`re creeping down the backstairs I shout"Hey, what am I getting this for?, I weren`t even there, I didn`t go past the door". But the baton rains down, the boots pile in Why don`t they leave it, look at the state that I`m in The choppers chops hard, the blade cuts deep Flesh hangs off in slices and I start to weep The baton rains down, the boots pile in I feel a strange peacefulness building up within The choppers chops hard, the blood runs red I feel total release, I think I must be dead Back alive in the shadow of a dead man I`m not alone? I`m reaching for the stair rails Instead I grab the hand of the father I see a face, it`s the face of mother There`s someone else, It`s the mother of my mother Whose strong man is helping me Climb up the stairs from the misery climb and climb, The stairs from the misery climbing the stairs For the unaware? To see | Похожие исполнители:
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