Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Soil. Scars. New Faith.

God friend everybody's got a plan
An even eye can't tell wrong or right
We just fade away

Goddamn tell me what's your plan?
So I will never stop to question why
Each and everyday

Heaven sent, ya need more
Hell's sure, I'm yours

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old face, know the real face
Feel the real faith

Fly high, cut a dove in your brain
Exhale with the taste of everyday
We just fade away, each and everyday

Heaven sent, ya need more
Hell's sure, I'm yours

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old face, know the real face

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
You'll see the real face

People, people and everybody's got a plan
People don't know wrong from right
People tell me what your plan
People

Scream loud with the pain of yesterday
Stand proud for yesterday has gone away
It just fades away

Heaven sent, ya need more
Hell's sure, I'm yours
I'd die ten fold
I'm sure, I'm yours

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old face, know the real face

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
You'll see the real face

Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
See the old faith, feel the new faith
Everybody's got, everybody's got
Everybody's gotta rock right outta here
You'll see the real face

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