Forty cent fix

Be a virus, see the world

Forty cent fix
You say that this is beautiful
But all the karma in this world can't help you now
Wait 'til tomorrow, cause I will show you the meaning of our lives
Stay with me and hold me 'til I leave.

This weight is bearing on my chest
One last step and one last breath
I promise not to close my eyes
Wave to your hero
The clock hits zero and I'm up against the wall
This line of men can't stop me anymore

Raise your hands up to the sky
Don't ever look back
The sirens scream my name until it hurts
I watch my life flash before my eyes
and then it all comes down

Hold on to all that you believe in
While the world you know keeps sinking more and more
Here we stand now take hold of my hand
One more chance for us to get away
Preach the words I write

One gunshot and two wounded men
Three bloody swords for every pen
Five times a day we wonder why

Here is tomorrow, so face the sorrow that I have left you with

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