Teksty: Punchers Plant. Homesick. White Flag Soldiers.

My hands are trembling
The Hear beats fast
But We're not fast enough

Times are changing
And time's changing us

We need a gun to feel safe
Sit in a tank to feel brave

Pretending that it's not too late,
no its not too late!

Give me a dream to keep
Give me a reason to believe
Let's go so let me go, so let me go!
We are the discontent the ones who'll never bend
Let me go so let me go, so let me go!

We are like matches burining short time yet so bright
All that's left is ashes and smoke

We are so different yet the same living under constant strain
Pretending, that life's not in vain, no its not in vain!

Am I more than just a dead eyed tool
That carries guild from the cradle to the grave

*CHORUS*

*4 TIMES*
We share the same dreams
We share (the) same rights
We are the White Flag Soldiers
Armed with a mind

No it's not too late
Life's not in vain
'cause dreams survive our darkest days!