
Date of issue: 21.08.2014
Song language: English
Maybe We'll Die |
With every crutch we make our way, |
Down the road to a better place, |
We’ll say, and we’ll crave. |
We’ll move along slow, but sure |
The crumbs will lead to the next door, |
We want more! |
Our change is more than in our thoughts, |
Our lives are more than what we’ve bought, |
Our plan is in our hands. |
Hands are strong, but still a siv, |
Plans fall through, but we’ll still live, |
Be scared, but prepare. |
And maybe, just maybe we’ll fly |
Hey Hey |
And maybe, just maybe we’ll die |
Hey Hey |
But the door won’t open ‘til you turn the key. |
Beneath the lines of simple thought, |
Our caged dreams sit, |
Don’t let them rot. |
What’s real? |
Stand tall don’t kneel. |
A heart is just some flesh and blood. |
We’ll do with it what anyone could. |
Tired of «should», don’t cut us down. |
Our misfit youth was our good fit truth, |
All along. |
But if everything, falls down. |
I’ll pick you up |
I’ll pick you up. |
And maybe, just maybe we’ll fly |
Hey Hey |
And maybe, just maybe we’ll die |
Hey Hey |