Texty písní Atreyu A DEATH GRIP ON YESTERDAY Your Private War

Your Private War

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For my whole life.
I have been burning down bridges.
My only problem was foresight.
I was standing on them
I never looked down
And know I am
Knee deep
In your bullshit
If you're ready for battle
I'm ready for war
So we can dance if you want (lies).

How easily we are deceived.
How easily we believe. (Lies)

I will not run out of ammo.
No more bowing my head
If every day
Is another slug
I will pull them out of my chest

So raise your voices, and hold your hopes up high
Tell your stories, run your mouth, and tell your lies.

After all this time
Don't wash my blood
Off of your hands
Let it crack and stain you
So the outside can match the in.
Oh does it make you the fucking toast of the town
To pull yourself up
On those you’re always putting down

You curse my name
Burn down my house
As I bear my soul you cast your doubt
And I can live without
You passing judgment
With sidelong glances
Am I splitting hairs or do I dare to say
You've had your chances

Curse my name
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