Enfant de la balle et de la tete Je peignais mes dazibaos Sur "l'incertitude du poete" Qu'on croise au gre des noirs echos Et j'ai bu la lie de ses vers
Searching... For What's Right... This song keeps on sounding And I keep on, keep on running And will we be out of breath When the day comes and
Not on this stage just to entertain gonna speak it even if it's all in vain Gotta stand up, for what we believe and some day we might, we might achieve
And we know we're gonna die fading dreams, we have no time The truth is out there and it still sings we just can't hear it as it rings LEARN TO
The times are hard and it hurts Feeling down, but I still search I'm trying to see some light and to what I find I will hold on tight IT RUNS DEEP
I look around to see my so called friends And it seems like these games never end Remember your talk about being pure About your commitment I was
What did it all become we're in this fight, but we never won People tell me I've grown bitter Well, I just wish for something better SOMETHING BETTER
As I stand here... and I know The words I scream... I can't let go Another lie... another blow A storm's raging high... but it can't get me down
When I shut my eyes It seems like everything's still here But I've seen it now Watched those days disappear We used to be so fuckin' close And
: Enfant de la balle et de la tete Je peignais mes dazibaos Sur "l'incertitude du poete" Qu'on croise au gre des noirs echos Et j'ai bu la lie de ses